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I don't like to fill my Vox with sad things and I don't like writing about the same things over and over again, but I'm really down today.

I woke up this morning with a bunch of hopes. I called A and asked what time he'd pick me up so we can go to the bank together. He said that he's still waiting for the workers' agent to come over to his place at 11:00 and asked me to wait. So I waited for an hour, and there's still no news. I called him again, he said that he'd let me know at 01:00, but he didn't call. So I called him again, and he asked me to wait for another hour.

Nothing happened. I still don't get my money back.

When I was taking some nap as I didn't sleep well last night, Ella called. I know she has a good intention and she cares for me, but I don't need her to make me more depressed and frustrated by asking me if I've had my money returned. I told her that I'm not going to Andri's wedding tomorrow, and she tried to force me to go. I was so tired and I was quite upset. I told her that I needed to call Asad, and we ended the useless conversation.

An hour ago, I called A again and he's at The Atrium with his kids. That upsets me. He can't give me back my money but he still can afford to entertain his kids and takes them out for dinner? He might be a good father, but he's definitely not a responsible man and a lousy (ex) business partner.

I cried on the phone when I was talking to him. I even said that if I'd ever kill myself, it's all his fault. Still it didn't move his heart.

I'm going to switch off all my phones tonight. I'm not in the mood to joke and to chat with any of my friends.

Please, God. Grant me Your patience and strengthen my faith.