I am grateful that my spirit is strong and uncrushable. I have my down moment but heck, when I see injustice towards the vulnerable and helpless I am getting fired up and ready to slash those dragons.

Imagine...that I would have been an elderly person. No good looks, no mobility, maybe no children or relatives. The body and the spirit both weakened by the challenge. And I would have come across the same motherfuckers....would I have had the power to stand up for myself? Right now as you are reading me millions of children and elderly patients are getting abused by the medical system and many will even die without any justice to be made. I am furious just thinking how a nasty orthopedian or a bitchy nurse might have contributed to the killing of the human spirit. How does God allow this? My priest and I could not solve the dilemma. Pardon my what seems to be cruelty but I do wish the nasty medical personnel to have a taste of their own medicine. Rapid death is too kind.

I will keep fighting. After this challenge is gone I must and I will find a way to get out of this shithole of a country. The country is gorgeous as in landscapes and cultural power, but the system and the majority of people living in it are shit. It saddens me to say this but some countries are irrecuperable.

Thanks for reading me and for the support that I have from you from across the ocean, it means a lot🤗