By Nena Lu on 21/06/2026, 11:56 - That's me
Yesterday I hit bottom, had my absolute low point.
I was listening to a podcast and H. came in, stood behind me, I stopped the video, he turned around and walked out.
He did it twice, kind of an old "joke" and I had told him times before, that I don't find it funny.
Well, yesterday I clicked, it was just the last drop of a series of things happening here, and I couldn't take it anymore.
All the thoughts, the worries, everything cumulated.
Selling this farm, looking for another place to go, Italy at best, but open to other countries as well.
I soo wantd to leave Norway!
It won't happen 
I can ask here for social help, just because of all the years I'm living here.
I can't do it in any other country, that's a fact.
And I don't wanna do it here either!
But I don't have a chance.
This farm is clean, no loans, no debts at all.
So we will get out with a big plus, but anyway, this money will be gone very fast.
Buy something somewhere and live for maybe 5 years, that's it.
Or rent something, alone the rent will use up the money faster than I even wanna think about it.
So I have to ask for help and live the rest of my life, depending on social welfare 
Thank you Klaus, thank you for just leaving/dying and the lie you told me, about me being in your last will.
Or was I, and your mafiosi mother and lawyer deleted it?
Still strange to think about, when I called your lawyer, only said my name and he said "there is no last will" and hung up the phone.
Until this day there are so many questions open, no one wanna answer.
Not your mother and not this mafioso lawyer.
Or is there a miracle waiting for me?
Maybe a littler shimmering light at the end of the tunnel?
Is there anyone responsible for miracles?
And if, whom can I ask?