THE SICK LOVE

We Never Fall In Love By Chance

BY F. GUZZARDI (AUTHOR)

We are obsessed with the control of reason, we are obsessed with obtaining an explanation that puts us safe from future suffering but, let’s stop and think. Let’s start by saying that if a person enters our life, that is the right person! In the psyche there is no chance, nothing happens by chance and every person who goes through our life does it to teach us something, for better or for worse, and does it to favor our evolution. Everything that happens to us makes sense, it has an ultimate purpose that is important to grasp, so whenever we feel something, that is the right moment.

After the office modalities, undressed and sitting in a room, they took turns: nurses, doctors and psychologists.

Finally, at the first light of the morning, the doctor on duty issues his verdict: “Be careful of people who want you badly, in this country it is very easy to ruin the reputation of good people”. I went straight to my workplace. pretending to have had a sleepless night.

Clearly, my beloved half had taken action. At the suggestion of our Don Corleone of the forum, alias of Mr. Hellis, who knew very well that my beloved wife’s previous behavior towards her two children, would never allow her to have custody and the already proposed transfer in New York. This move, however, could have rebalanced the data.

In the meantime, pending the date of the definitive trial, the problem arises of the residence apartment of my beloved wife with my two children, now the contract is about to expire.

With the lightness that characterizes a rabbit in the midst of a sea of troubles, I offer the lady in question one of the rooms in my apartment in order to reinstall a space familiar to children in their rooms. The woman accepts and I, with a gesture worthy of a mentally ill in a terminal state, I find myself paying alimony and child support and at the same time hosting and feeding the same people for whom I was already paying.

Meanwhile, Don Corleone plots for the final trial.

But let’s take a step back, returning to our respectable defense lawyer ( Gerard V.“the drug” Muriello”, who in the meantime had resigned after a meeting with our Don Corleone who, knew very well the criminal record of my dear lawyer certainly suggests that he resign from my case.

I would later discover that Don Corleone was the most feared of the lawyers in the area, not so much for his prowess but for his obvious connections to the people who matter.

Meanwhile Judge Ms. Miller. (the zombie) ... was not received.