I wish I could say he has always been there without any exception.

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What am I supposed to do in the life that according to "standards" I have already lived one third of it?

Do I regret it more if I don't get any children or if I don't do things I wanted to do?

Am I good enough to be a mom?

Do we have the right to bring some one in this world?

Is it me and you who decie and has the responsibility?

Where is God? What is he/she/it doing?

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Forget about God, help me find my values.

Who am I?

I wish I was 20, though I know it wouldn't help.

I, I, I and more I.