I sat on the couch, squeezing a letter from the court in my hands. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/45fcb4/620x0/1/0/2025/03/15/tmd3igba5abryy6cd0tdciiqrunypskp2u238s03.jpg" alt = "mama and children @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (153,142,128.1)" > < p > application for full care to my father.

< p > I couldn't breathe.

< p > I could not understand.

< p > like he m & oacute; Gł to do it ?

< p > We were married for eight years.

~ P > We had two children who were all my world.

< p > and then everything fell apart.

< p > betrayal.

< p > Division & oacute; d.

< p > loneliness.

< p > but I thought that as parents we would play in one team.

< p > that he will never go to pick them up.

< p > I was wrong.

< p > — You are not stable — He said, standing on the threshold of my apartment.

< p > — What are you m & oacute; wsz ?! & Amp; MDASH; I choked.

< p > — From divorce & Hellip; Something happened to you. You are nervous, shaken. This is not a good environment for children.

< p > I felt my body overwhelmed a cold wave of fear.

< p > — They are my life!

< p > — And that's why they should be with me.

< p > When he went, I fell into pieces.

< p > I knew it wasn't an accident.

< p > for a long time he collected & ampquo; evidence &.

< p > He recorded my outbursts of emotions when I cried after he hurt me.

< p > He emphasized my every weakness, every moment when I was tired when I screamed when I was shouted when I could not cope.

< p > he built a picture of his mother who is unable to look after her own children.

< p > A I ?

< p > I was only a woman who threw life on her knees.

< p > A few days p & oacute; I got another letter.

< p > Date of the hearing.

< p > I took a picture of my children, I touched their smiling faces.

< p > I couldn't let them take them.

< p > I could not allow M & Amp; Oacute; j an error in choosing a man cost me a loss of my biggest treasury.

< p > I clenched my fists.

< p > I was weak.

< p > I was broken.

< p > but I was also their mother.

< p > and I intended to fight until the last breath.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116