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I am an independent man. Living alone in the house and nothing else. All that I thought only in my heart, no one knows. I was depressed, lonely, stuck, cry, hurt, tears the heart. I am a worse man in social skills. I do not think anyone could make me get up, even in the family, no one gave me good advice. Maybe now (yet). They just always make noise in this house. Now my father was sick. An old man lying limp on the bed, since two days ago. He was very thin. He was always talking about death - his death.