Before the whole divorce and discovering the cheating of the thing that I married I used to be able to work the whole day, no problem, because it was for the family.. see I was able to do that sacrifice because I understood that as a man I had to provide for my family and that I did not have the excuse to use my feelings to avoid my responsibility, but now? Man I can't stand working just two hours in and I feel like quitting.

Today, after my break I sat on a bench in a nearby park, I turned off my phone and without noticing 7 hours passed, just thinking about my parents and when I was a kid, nowadays that is all that I could think of when life was actually good. Now? I am a slave of the system... If I quit my job and decide not work I get arrested because the honorable court has decided to grant alimony to a cheating witch.