So 1 year passed, and I have not found yet anything to make me happy, or a destination. My GPS is ko, I don’t know where to go. One year passed from listening that my marriage was ended, in a butterfly flap we closed everything, just to end 2 moths ago with divorce. I live it as a personal failure, the biggest failure in my imperfect life, while I feel envy for him, who has everything. I was thrown in the trash. Ok, in happens. Hope to forget.