Loneliness... That's how I feel myself. The long story. No way out...

Why it happened to me. I wasn't drunker. I loved my son and my wonderful daughter so much. I was and I am still love them so much. They are the best thing that happened in my life. I had to work abroad for a long time with short holidays which I spend with my family. All my thoughts always was with them. My work mates was joking " Rimas, where you are, you are not over here" Because, I was dreamed always about future, about holidays when I will meet my family. My little one, daughter, she always cried when I had a flight, when I was leaving. This picture always stays in my memories. It is like a hot steel in my brain which will stays forever. Can't write more, too hard..