Since childhood, you have been surrounded by an atmosphere of warmth and care. Your mother, beloved and tender, generously showered you with attention, affection and love. She was a wonderful mother, creating a cozy and protected world around you, where you felt loved and desired. Every day was filled with her care: from morning kisses to evening fairy tales before bed. You got used to this constant, tender attention, to the feeling of security and unconditional love that gave you strength and self-confidence. This warm, sunny world seemed unshakable, eternal and unchanging.

But one day everything changed. You had to move in with your father, your mother's ex-husband. The move was a real blow, a break with your usual life and immersion in a completely unfamiliar, disturbing reality. The first days, your father behaved relatively neutrally, trying to maintain the appearance of friendliness. It was as if he was trying to find a common language, but behind this neutrality there was coldness and alienation. gradually, having got used to your presence, he began to distance himself more and more, increasingly ignoring you and your attempts to establish contact with him. his silence became even more offensive and painful than open hostility.

you tried to attract his attention, to find common ground, but all your efforts were shattered by the wall of indifference. a feeling of emptiness and loneliness filled your life, replacing the former warmth and comfort. and now, today, at dinner, when you, having gathered all your courage, tried to start a conversation, he, unexpectedly and abruptly, interrupted you, filling your heart with a sharp, prickly pain. his words fell on you like a hail of stones, shattering the fragile hope for mutual understanding. he compared you to the children of his colleagues, describing their successes and achievements, emphasizing your failure against their background. his words about disappointment, about low grades at school, sounded like a sentence, destroying your self-esteem and self-confi