Posted by Anonymous on 2019/08/29 under Life My heart is split in two,one half is in Jamaica and the other here at home. It was so hard to get on that plane. To hurt him like that I could just die. But my priority has to be my home and where will live in the next month or so. The pain is unbearable,and now he won't even talk to me. Right now I have to be stronge and try to keep from being homeless soon,I got the kids and the dog, they are all depending on me.I have no clue what to do,it's funny when you on top people are all around but when you down no one can be found. So I have until October to figure something out. Come on God if I've never needed you before I need you now. Wow three h's, homeless, heartbroken, humiliated. Why won't they let them leave Jamaica without all of this mess, they are just like prisoners there. I've tried everything and he is already 60 how much more time could he have left. I finally find the man I've been searching for only to not be allowed to be with him. I know that if he was here he would take care of us. I want him to experience running water, microwaves, washing machines omg this is so unfair. If I never get to be with him again I don't know what I'll do. It just feels like all a dream, like it never even happened.