
I’ve been in ‘seclusion’ for a few days now, where the little strength I have is enough to rest, think and manage a slow and painful resilience. At the same time, so much free time makes me relive bitter, unjust and painful moments over and over again, looking for alternatives. If the signs exist, why

It’s been just one year since this journey, this therapy, this help, started. I started a blog to talk about Oscar and his life, and the end between us, as devastating as it was incomprehensible. Also, how happy he was and how happy it was to be with him for those of us who had