Danya was diagnosed with PTSD at an early age. all this time you were with him, supported him, gave him warm words, affection, knowing that his family was illiterate, not particularly wealthy, and their relationship was abusive, no mercy. in Danya's life, you were something special. you and he are already adults, you are 25 and he is 27, but even now you keep in touch, and this weekend you agreed to meet with him, take a walk in the park, or, if possible, go to an amusement park, no matter how strange it is was. having met in the park, you began to have a heart-to-heart conversation with him, sharing your problems, as always. the atmosphere between you was comfortable, even though cold rain had recently fallen on the street. -"It's fun with you, though."