Women are not unicorns

Look at yourself from the mask. Is it good? Or are these lumps in the eyes a little embarrassing? Ok, I’ll take care of myself and carry a mirror in my purse. Does he cry often? It is unpleasant. Then I’ll take courses to become more resilient to other people’s words and insults. I'll stop crying over trifles. And so on.

Then you live together. You are so cool, but cool for whom? For that mask that was pulled on the guy. And he, seeing such a princess next to him, will start what? Pull yourself up to the ideal that you have attached to it. This is also called, believing in a person, seeing his potential, giving beingness.

And when such a person still could not stand it due to some base impulses and betrayed you, then you boldly take this mask from him and put it on someone else. And this man will lose the treasure. And moreover, they will speak well of you.

Do not confuse this with a situation where the wife is hysterical and proves that she is a superwife. I'm talking about real princesshood.

Such an adulterer will even leave his apartment to you after marriage, so that his beloved, whom he upset so much, will not be left homeless. He will try to be on your level and act like a gentleman.

The girls, once again, are not to be confused with a person who did nothing but look down on her husband, reproach him and behave like a queen with her servants.

Such a woman idolized her husband, realizing that he was earthly and imperfect. And even after betrayal, she knows her worth, does not humiliate him, helps him get out of the situation, forgives him, and calmly divorces him with friends. She receives his financial support, decent treatment and admiration in conversations with others.

Well, you say, I turned it down. There are no such things.

It happens, I saw it myself. At least three of these women are very happy in their new marriages and maintain relationships with their exes. They are carried in their arms, doors are opened for them, their hands are kissed and they are extolled in conversation with friends.

They are cheerful, glowing with happiness, idolizing their husbands.

And what about me? Yes, I strive to become better, I’m not a hundred percent princess yet, because sometimes a man wakes up in me anyway, who wants to burp or walk around unshaven, make fun of my husband or be offended like a teenager.

But all this is forgiven when the desire and how I change is visible.

So, I see you are tired of lecturing and moralizing.

OK. Let's play. Now you take your phone and set the camera to your height. Turn towards yourself.

And that’s it, start making faces, being yourself, to the fullest, dancing, singing. You won't show this to anyone. Burp, blow your nose, fart, scratch yourself, laugh as hard as you love, cry, get angry, swear like a cobbler, spit.

The task is to break away.

And send it all to me.

No, don't, I'm kidding.

Now just watch the video, admire yourself, and you can delete it.

Good game?

Did you like it?

If you didn't like some things, then do them differently. Learn to be more delicate, more mannered, or completely stop doing something in public, only in private.

If everything suits you, then probably the ideal you picture for yourself will be a biker or some kind of anarchist, maybe a hardcore lover. Then don’t forget to give your betrothed such characteristics.

I know one decent lady who sold diamond grinders and was very attractive, except for the moment when, during a quarrel with suppliers, she could throw out a couple of juicy swear words. So in the description (and she actually wrote two sheets of wishes for her future man), she took into account the fact that he would like this behavior of hers, and he would even admire her.

You know, when she found herself a tall, handsome, rich Australian, he had everything on the list, and in addition, when he first heard her tone, how she scolded into the phone at a careless worker, he was not embarrassed, but said:

— Wow, what pressure, what character! This is my woman!

She no longer wanted to do this in his presence, although she was certainly flattered by the attitude.

By the way, if you want to know the names of these three women and learn from them, write, I will give you the contact of at least one for sure.

In general, with much effort, persuasion and arguments, I persuaded my man to marry me.

The conversation went like this:

— Marry me.

— For what?

— Because I want to.

— But I do not want.

— What should we do?

— I don’t know, prove to me why you want this.

— Because this way we will become real husband and wife.

— Who decides this?

— We.

— Then why do we need a state decision?

— Okay, well, this way I will be protected in case you want to leave.

— Are you already thinking about leaving? Maybe you want to break up?

— No, what are you talking about?

— Then there is not a single important reason to get married.

— Well, what if we accidentally get pregnant, and I don’t want the child to be illegitimate.