I cried last Sunday while having breakfast with her. And today, while having lunch, she cried.
It's not that it's easy for both of us to shed tears. No, on the contrary, both would make jokes out of our problems. We make jokes on how stupid we are not being able to manage life, not being able to control ourselves. And we laugh about it. Sarcastically.
Grotesque.
"If I were to choose between €5 000 000.00 and you, I would choose you, Huda."
That comes from someone having terrible financial crisis, super complex life problem and above all, from someone who really means every single word she utters.
Not everybody cries because of sadness. One does also cry out of frustration, depression, the stress and because og the responsibility heavily weighted on his/her shoulder.
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