Paul had urged me to tell anyone anything to say a word about the "incident". If I did that, we could receive the care children, especially since I would have done everything wrong with Katja in education, otherwise would be "Something like" did not happen. Had I really did something wrong?
goods were not my explanations and exhortations extremely seriously enough? And I had
yet spoken extensively with Katja about the fact that she should be careful who they give their trust.
I had not done anything to protect them.
Paul's words but showed me that I had failed miserably and my daughter fell into trouble.
So I said nothing.
Who should I talk too?
with my best friend. But she was currently abroad and this was certainly no call for a telephone call.
I also felt ashamed even to have failed once again.
Paul refused any further Conversation from. For him, the case was settled.
Although I hurt inside everything, I laughed and showed no one my soul.
It could not be that the Youth Office was doubt about my education.
For the children I was willing to show anyone how I was doing.
Since my childhood it was just a saying in my head: Who is weak, which is no good. So
was my motto: "THE STRONG PLAY"
I started to write my sorrow into a poem down.
No one ever came up with the idea that I describe myself in these poems, most but I destroyed soon.
too much of my injured soul was described therein.
self My mother did not look behind my facade.
When I once was really "DOWN" and Paul saw that, I got the same hearing: "Pull yourself together, do not be so fond. Or do you want to learn all of what our daughter has done. You have it covered up large debt.
And then it may be that the kids because you have to stay in the home, just because you failed again ".
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