Women are not unicorns

— How will this help him? Katerina was born in marriage, and still I left her mother. And I don’t pay any child support.

— Because you are decent, and you yourself give even more than is required.

— That's it. It would be the same with any child.

— OK.

And I usually calmed down when we went through the tenth circle. But this time, in January two thousand and sixteen, I continued:

— You and I will get married someday anyway. So what difference does it make when? We won’t invite guests or relatives, we’ll get married quietly, just the two of us, get married and go and relax for a couple of days.

— I am not sure, let see what will happen.

And then something clicked in me. I realized that I had broken through the ice. It was urgent to finish it off. And I persuaded a colleague from work, who had recently been proposed to, to take advantage of the situation, being on friendly terms with him, and explain the importance of marriage.

As a result, their conversation took place, and I knew that on Valentine's Day he would propose to me. It was supposed to be romantic. Expensive restaurant, the atmosphere contributed to the situation. But do you know what I was thinking?

“I will refuse. I will refuse, let it be as unpleasant for him as it was for me all these five years of waiting, and the last couple of years of refusals. I will take revenge."

Can you imagine? The level of accumulated anger went so high that I wanted to act so cruelly.

Exhale. I pulled myself together.

He timidly took out a small box from his pocket and quietly asked:

— Take a knee?

— No, what are you talking about? Relax, that's enough.

“No, what are you talking about? Is your brain completely drained? Like a real slob, I just swam when I saw how my strong man gave up.” He looked at me so timidly, so uncertainly that I was unable to carry out my insidious plan.

— Will you marry me?

— Yes, sure.

And, mind you, she reached out to kiss him. He cried a little, and I had to play. It was a difficult decision for him, and I felt like a bitch.

Can you imagine, girls, as soon as a man sheds a tear, we melt like ice cream in the heat.

This mess. When we cry, they mock, laugh and call us hysterical.

Oh, I'm so angry at myself that I didn't gloat back then.

Although no. Still, there must be greatness in a woman. I would have ruined everything, he would never have proposed marriage to anyone else.

Just for fun, of course, it was worth it. But suddenly my humor wouldn’t come out, and the box would slam shut forever.

I got cold feet and gave in.

Okay, it was worth it. I don't regret it at all. The shame of the refusals of recent years has been forgotten, the hatchet of war is buried deep, there is no need to stir up the old.

And how well you got angry with me just now, you felt it, you really wanted to kill all the men. Well, no need, we still need them. They can be cool kids. I know for sure.

In the next six months, I still hid the “vendetta”. Literally a week after our marriage, we began to quarrel more and more often. By July this was happening every day, and by August, I had already said “goodbye” to him six times and threw the ring on the table.

Of course, we put up with this, he confessed his love to me, and then we fought as if we had hated each other for a hundred years. How do you like this? Was it with someone?

Oh, I know for sure that many have. When people have accumulated a bunch of small sins against each other, which they justify in every possible way, then this does not become a virtue, harm is harm: did not finish cooking the meat, hid the expense, faked an orgasm, did not give money for education, lying that it was not, and in the end this the mountain comes between them, understanding collapses, only accusations remain.

I'm getting ahead of myself. More about divorce later.

How can you marry an obstinate guy to yourself? Just like me, communicate for several years, and then finish off with a mutual friend.

Honestly? No. How will you feel afterwards? Disgusting.

But if this was the goal, then all means are good.

My dear, I’m sorry, if you are reading this book, don’t take it to heart, this is all women’s talk. I love you so much. Nobody manipulated you, you decided for yourself. Everything was in your hands. You weighed and analyzed everything, the conclusion was only yours.

I wink at you girls.

Let's continue.

How my friends got married.

Zhanna, a classmate returned from the army and was the first to take the beauty before anyone else came to their senses. She dreamed of someone else, but now she dotes on him.

Ksenia danced a “gypsy girl” with a witness at a wedding and grabbed this military doctor with a death grip. They corresponded for a long time and finally he called her to his place.

After the first divorce, Tatyana searched for six years, found her one and immediately married her after a couple of months of dating.