Women are not unicorns

And when my potential girlfriends found themselves in these awkward situations, they immediately washed their hands. I don't blame them. Many married women have this problem. Even when a married woman is friends with the same others, this is a very dangerous path, the risks are absolutely the same. And either you are being disingenuous to each other and not answering honestly the question directly posed, or you risk worsening your understanding with your husband if you are more frank with someone else than with him.

— Does your husband have times when it’s not worth it?

— Well, yes, it happens to everyone.

— Mine doesn’t.

— Damn, I guess I have a problem.

That's it, you got it. This amounts to betrayal. Yes, honestly. Do not laugh. Men will perceive this exactly the same as if you slept with his best friend.

Well, maybe not like that, but something like that.

Or another option:

— Does your husband have times when it’s not worth it?

— No, what are you talking about?

— Damn, I guess I have a problem.

And then you look at how your friend is suffering, looking for a solution, proving that he has early impotence, begging to go to the doctor, quarreling with him, crying that he left her.

Somehow like this.

No, of course you can still have casual small talk. You can communicate superficially about the weather, the pandemic, English courses, and so on. You can communicate deeply on personal topics without touching men, but not for long, it usually ends quickly.

And yet, it is a huge mistake when the targets are not husbands, because experience has taught them “impotence-doctor-divorce,” but children.

Lord, poor children. Here:

— Mine went to the sports section today.

— Wonderful! And mine learned to draw.

— Great, mine doesn’t draw at all, just scribbles.

— Nothing. He will learn. But mine is so plump that I’m also thinking about taking her to sports.

And so on. You know, blah blah blah. If children were as independent as their fathers, they would have long ago given the country coal for constantly washing their bones.

So here it is. I really appreciate women. But we cannot communicate lively and openly only on the topic of health, husband and children.

If hormones control the female consciousness and this is the only fate destined for us, then I wash my hands of it.

That's it, the book is finished, thank you all.

But, we are intellectual beings. We are smart, responsible, purposeful. We are well versed in many areas. I especially noticed that a woman can compete with men in marketing, PR, sales, management, finance and medicine. Maybe we are worse as engineers and astronauts, but that’s also debatable.

So it turns out that there are still topics for a lively conversation? Or do we do all this in order not to think about men, sex and children?

I smile.

Yes, the motive is different.

Do you understand?

Men do this for the sake of self-affirmation, financial independence, and freedom.

Women, so as not to think and chat with friends about men, children and sex.

What if the most carefree among us, who does not want to give birth, get married, or have sex, simply builds a career and finally accumulates enough money in the bank to fly on a passenger flight into earth orbit, and maybe into space?

What topics do you think she will talk about with her friends?

Not at all. She will be friends with men. Dot.

This is my theory. You may not agree with her, but no matter how insignificant it may sound, I still work and study for many hours a day to quench the thirst for having friends and chatting with them. I have enough husband to communicate about business and our common plans, sometimes health and that’s it.

My theory is also confirmed by the fact that even now I am writing for you, restoring the line of communication with women of the world, looking for friendship and support, chatting over a cup of aromatic tea on the topic of sex, health, children and men.

And this is interesting to you. And me too. This is fine. There is no need to be ashamed of this.

And if we want to go into space, then we’ll start making friends with men (this is not forbidden for a while).

Do you understand?

Hope so. I truly love, appreciate and respect you. This is our nature. It's not bad.

Now I will tell you another case about a friend, it is a little different from the others. This is a story of selfishness, so I will introduce it into this book just to make you aware that this also happens.

The same childhood friend who encouraged me to deflower early was already living with a guy by the time I started my first serious relationship.

Every weekend, while going to work (and I deliberately walked across the city for forty minutes to keep my muscles toned), I listened to her stories about unhappy relationships. Either they fight, then they make up, then her ex confesses his love to her, and she is confused about what to do. I, as a faithful friend, helped to figure it out, listened, gave advice, and tried to support.