لم اعد وحيدة

How could my father’s soul not be happy and content, and I had a shield to cling to to protect my organs from threats to them, and a magical helmet for my head that would drive away dark thoughts from me towards everyone who tempted himself, and hurt me with a passing description that he thought was a joke? I know that I was submissive to drowning in myself, commanding misfortune, its deep depths, but with my steel armor, and because of my love for it, I endure painful forgiveness, and drowned inside a diving suit with the weight of lead, in the depths of a bottomless well, and nothing would kill me but increase my suffering, but I was with it protected, but after his quiet departure, slipping from among us as a tender feather, and I became free in my hatred, in my grudges against the one I loved who does not deserve my love, and my soul was horrified in its defilement and defilement towards almost all human beings, as if I had come out of a past in which I was slipping on the safety rail, And in the quiver of kindness, without my will or desire, just to continue to forgive those I could no longer forgive.Novel I am no longer alone.