I know that I'm not in an understanding that this would go better. I feel like there's no need to persist. Because I don't know if I can still be me in the presence of my dear husband. It's getting smaller and I'm getting more and more resources. Oh, I don't need a word to say, so I'm going to forget myself to take the bottom of the tension.
Healthy woman is like a wolf: robust, kunt, alive, life-giving, conscious of its position, creative, loyal and nomadic. But leaving the wild can lead to a weakening of the person's personality, a ghost, a ghost.
We're not here to be a poor man, with the ability to create a life that is easy to pierced, frail, not leaping, cannot hunt, cannot give birth.
When women's life is stagnant or full of boredom, this always means that it is time for the wild woman to appear, the time for the creative function of the soul to fill the delta.
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