I was on a party and told a stranger how I feel about you and me and them – to be precise: I don’t know him, but I meet him once a year on this party to share personal details I wouldn’t share with anyone else. I gave him advice once and so did he one year later. That time he had decided to leave his girlfriend (not my advice, but he said that our conversation had helped him to find his way). He told me sometimes you have to make a decision. It took me long to accept it and much longer to do it. I don’t throw things away easily. He was right tough. Now, please God, give me the strength to survive this.