A little offer here, another offer there, some tax, small, in another place. A contract which exceeds much more the value that you use to expend. Some channel or magazine that you rarely read or watch. Bills, bills and more bills. Expends which going growing and

passing year by year.
When you notice there's no more leaving money from your salary. In fact you notice that your expends are bigger then your money in.

But you didn't notice it because you're doing some budget control. No, simply your bank account started to get into the red. You start to not pay the full amount of the credit card bill, guessing that will be just this month. "Next month I organize myself and

pay everything.".
You notice that's not so easy and then you're doing this every month. Your debits with the credit card became astronomical. Taxes over taxes. Snowball. You start to sort, yes, to sort, who will be paid or not that month. Your name has no more credit at market and

now you depending on the goodness of familiars or friends to buy something.
You ask yourself if there's some way out. If there's a turn back from that situation. You think in go away. Runaway to another place where no one knows you. Start again. But your family? Your wife and kids? Your parents whose have nothing more but you, their only children? With which money you'll get to begin in another place? Alone is easer, but isn't at the same time.
The drink and drugs help you to forget. Take you so easy to that distant place, where you can be anyone to start again. Suddenly you come back, and the feeling is worst and worst each time. Every turn back is to somewhere deeper where the light reaches less and

less.
So one day you can't turn back. You did runway from everything. Bills, taxes, charges... son... wife... parents... pain... The grievous pain that you're feeling in somewhere was the only thing that you brought with you. And in somewhere you try to record

where, in which point, could you had stop to take the control?