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My routine was already well-established. I had achieved success at work, and even my change in mood led my wife to become affectionate and attentive once more. However, that satisfaction and the increase in dopamine from the temporary pleasure were extremely addictive. I couldn't stop, even if it meant carrying out multiple lies and maneuvers to keep it a secret.
I remember the moment vividly....
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"Good afternoon, I have your results," the human reproduction specialist stated in a firm voice. "Unfortunately, despite our attempts, implantation was achieved, but the fetus was lost a few weeks later." The news hit my wife like a heavy stone. She started to cry, and I supported her on my shoulder, giving her a sincere hug. We had undergone the treatment because of her desire...
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Who am I? Difficult to describe. It depends on perspective, time, and place. Descriptively, I'm a mature man, close to 40 years old, a few years older, a few years younger. I'm already far removed from the random and risky decisions of adolescence and also distant from the definition of my professional life. I could be considered mature in terms of emotional stability and economics....
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"I would like to share a story with you, a life story, a story of the heart... a story about my suicide girl, a story I never imagined living. It's about the way it imprinted itself on my heart and took control of it..."
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