My proof- diary 1

exceptions) are no longer interested in books and it's a sad thing,
but I'm not in the possition for judging. Actually, I'm in the
possition to welcome them, help them find the books and then, at
the end of the day, clean it all, put everything at the place and go
home at my baby.
I have a lot of good news. I'm having a job, not an expensive
one, but still a job, and my father tries to send me some money till
I can handle the whole situation.
Isak and I are really good friends, he enjoys hearing me reading
the books for the exams and loves to spend some time with Dilara,
my turkish friend from university (who accepted me with a child at
almost 20 years old and wanted to babysit him- and her prices are
really cheap).
And just because I want to make it clear, I'm gonna tell you
how everything happened (but also because Dilara told me that I
would feel better to share my story).
Short story: me and this guy fell in love in the first year of
highschool, it was magical, it was epic and then it was us + a baby. I
discovered about it after the graduation, and it was a little bit too
late to say that I could give up on him, but I could give up on my
boyfriend when he left to study in England. I was living alone, my
parents are divorced since I was four, I was used to care of myself
until this one, so I chosed the parent who wasn't going to kill me. I
called my dad, I explained the situation and we planned to give the
baby to addoption, but it was impossible for me to give up on Isak
afer the second I saw him.