I divorced 3 months ago, and moved to a new city. Immediately the closure began. . The children stayed home. Class I very much miss my deportation and cry all over the sea. From the moment he was born, he was severely disturbed by contact and concentration, some grief. Seeing them suffer like me, I've never been able to have a normal conversation with him, the little one with anxiety, and he always loved his dad more justly. I am diagnosed with the disorder They spend most of their lives in front of screens from very young visions, unable to play company games or to be interested in something I love and think they love and show them. They never liked my food