Sometimes I lose touch with myself. I often think about this, but most feel it. Since then, as I got married, I began not to feel. Now, how interesting. Indeed, in my youth I thought that finding a few people find themselves. But no. Moreover, in marriage, many times I have betrayed myself, to warm the other. This is normal. Fine, but ready I was for this? To ensure that you have plenty of time to choose yourself. Not his desire to sleep, to eat, to walk, to work, to write, and not his own - to care, to cook, to travel with them as much as they need. And the result for itself many times I was lost. God, how I loved and love alone. When here is one. When each movement is verified, clear and logical. When your privacy will not interrupt the call: mom!!!!! Or just no one call out by name. And you should get out of his logical state, and to be with someone who needs you. This is the worst thing in family life. No, not even lack of money, work, friends, the attack on you. That's what I'm still scared.
the Joint vacation, cadomitinae stay at home with everyone. And this mandatory ritual lessons. And uninteresting stories that you have to listen.
Yes, many now say - that I don't owe anyone anything. It would be good. But without this there can be no interaction. In any relationship you need something. You have to reckon with them, and then forget how it's to be reckoned with.
And it's not even if I love their home, and the fact that I often get tired of them. Tired of being together. from the service of their interests. Tired of the inability to feel only myself.
Recently caught myself thinking that I didn't want the house to see no one too close. why? Yes, because when I ask questions, I can't be spontaneous, because everyone can be offended. My child gets upset when I communicate with friends. Husband wants me to cook something tasty, in the end, even the dogs want to sleep with me in bed, although I understand that for a long time can't for them to sleep.
And then came a time when I just want to send out. I got sick of it. It's like working 15 years without a vacation, or ride the resorts with their colleagues.
this is really weird. But rather natural. I understand that I'm tired. And it's interesting that my supervisor knowingly nods and says it's okay. Tired - this is normal. Want to send all to hell - this is normal. Want to go with the devil - this is normal.
And you know, it calms me down and takes the blame, which I do, again try.
Yes, trying is good, but good in a greater degree not to me, and the one for whom I'm trying. Although... I love to try, but it the effort I want to break free and no longer try. But wine!!!! Wine is the devil!!!! it again forces you to run in a circle. So... you Know, today I choose to abandon all that makes me terrible, old, senile, and go sit in a cafe, listen to music, to flirt, to feel simple beautiful) woman with great fatigue from their own efforts. And God forbid that one night was enough for me to depart from the usual, but such a monotonous home!!!
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