Suddenly going bankrupt and carrying more than three million in debt, my health deteriorated, requiring multiple hospitalizations within a year, and I was subsequently denied insurance coverage. My grandmother had no one to care for her and came to live with us. My mother is addicted to gambling, adding further strain to life. My current partner left, and the father of my child from a previous relationship passed away. Due to financial difficulties, his ashes remain stored in a funeral home in another city, still unburied.
Even so, I continue to face life with a smile. When all tears are exhausted, only the strength to move forward remains. For my two underage sons, I want to be their role model: as long as life continues, everything will pass.
I want to recover my health, take responsibility for supporting my family, pay off my debts, and ensure that we no longer have to live in rented housing.
I refuse to bow to fate, and I refuse to believe that reality is so cruel. I also refuse to believe that I cannot find my own happiness. I will persist to prove that I can have happiness, and become a responsible mother who teaches her children responsibility and resilience, helping them grow into dependable men.
I firmly believe that as long as I do not give up, my dreams will eventually come true.
