The problem

Those are the moments that make you question about what is right and what is wrong, what is good and what is bad, what makes you happy and what makes you unhappy.
It took less than one month for this small family to make me cry. I will never forget this.
I will never forget the feeling of  not having a place to sleep on a cold rainy night.
The question keeps on going in my head, should I stay, be strong and  fight this, or should I just leave, forget about this place and this people and get back to my normal life?
Of course I'm going to stay, like a grown-up, talk face-to-face, like a grown-up, face my problems, like a grown-up, and figure this shit out, like a grown-up.