All I can say is: It was hard and I didn't feel safe.
Of course, I was glad to see my daughter, my friends, grandmother and cats. It was only thanks to them that my trip left a good impression.
Places that were once native no longer felt like such.
On the last day, my dad came to talk to me, to see me. Many of you know that our relationship with him is very tense and we do not communicate. My father is an alcoholic and bullied me for quite a long time. I expected that this time he would make an effort and come to me sober. But in the end, I got what I had always - a drunk, nasty, inadequate relative who made a scandal right before my plane, fought with my uncle, insulted everyone and left.
Now I have made a decision never to see him and never to give him another chance, which he has received for 14 years.
My daughter is my joy. She is a very empathetic, gentle, kind girl who brings light into my life. We spent almost all of my free time talking together. During the time that I have not seen her, she has grown very much and turned into a real girl. Very beautiful and smart. I'm glad I'm her mom! I can't wait to see her again, bring her and show her the city, introduce her to the people who made this city my home. Albeit temporary.
