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Sometimes, in order to find yourself, you have to find yourself in unusual conditions. Free yourself from the shackles and try to breathe deeply. But the taste of life can be felt only if the person himself understands that something is going wrong. He is cramped, he suffocates from the eternal race for something. Only if you yourself want to change your life, it will work out. And the case will help with this.
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Love is submissive not only to all ages, but also to circumstances. The other half can be found where you don't expect it at all. For example, falling down from a high cliff. It seems that everything, life is before your eyes, but it turns out quite the opposite - a new page, happier than the previous one. Do you not believe that this happens? Read the magical story of Svetlana and Pavel's acquaintance. The girl, going on vacation, did not even suspect what kind of trouble would happen to her. But she turned into a family.
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When everything goes well and as intended, we are happy. But the streak is not always the case. On the path of life there are sorrows, disappointments, and losses. If you can see the positives even in adversity, you are in luck. Few have such a quality, but it needs to be developed in character, because fate usually thanks those who endure its blows, continues to move forward and looks to the future with optimism.
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As usual, returning from work, Lena drove into her yard and saw that someone else's car was already showing off in her parking lot. “Neighbor,” Lena thought angrily. - This is his car. For two years I have been parking in another place, but here on you - it was impatient to take mine! "
This is how the marathon began under the title: "who is the first - that and the place." Literally. Those who returned from work earlier occupied an excellent territory near the house, under the shade of trees.
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Unfortunately, this topic is not familiar to me by hearsay. I myself once fell into the trap called "love for a married man." The good news is that I managed to get out of this triangle without other people's losses and without someone else's shed tears. The tears were mine. And wasted time.
Maybe my story will serve as a lesson for someone, because sometimes they learn not only from their mistakes, but also draw conclusions from the mistakes of others.
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You can meet your destiny anywhere. Sometimes a situation that initially seemed tragic turns happily. This, for example, happened to the heroine of our story. She flew away from her hometown to heal her emotional wounds, and she had no idea to build new relationships. But fate decreed otherwise. Cupid's arrow touched the girl's heart in an unexpected place and not under the most pleasant circumstances.
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Love is an all-consuming feeling. This is the most important thing for which it is worth living on Earth. Love gives strength that a person sometimes does not even know about. If the feeling is sincere, then it is able to overcome any obstacles, so that two people walk their path hand in hand. Unfortunately, it often happens that people give up love, encountering an obstacle that seems insurmountable to them. And then they regret it for the rest of the days. If you have met your love, do not be afraid of anything. Much can be sacrificed for her.
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There is always a time and a place for love. This feeling does not matter where a man and a woman met, from the same city or different. If Cupid fired his arrow, resistance is useless. If you want to become happy, start a family, then fear nothing, take risks and fight for your feeling. Not ready for a change? Then, years later, do not lament that you never learned what true love is and missed your chance to experience it. Fortunately, the hero of our story has listened to the signs of the Universe, and now he is very happy.
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Our life is made up of accidents. Sometimes such unexpected turns occur in it that we can only be amazed. Sometimes these are pleasant events, sometimes not very, and often we are to blame for them ourselves. They didn't think in time, didn't talk with friends, family, colleagues, they got scared ... Of course, you can't predict much in life, but it is wrong to completely disclaim responsibility. Especially when it comes to your children. Their experience is your experience. In many ways, their habits and attitudes are your habits and attitudes. As they say in England, bring up not children, but yourself, they will still follow your example.
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Remember the child's game: "The sea is worried once, the sea is worried two, the sea is worried three, the sea figure, freeze"? Then it seemed that it was enough to take an intricate pose, and a miracle would happen - no one would guess me, I won. Try to use this childlike spontaneity now. Wonderful acquaintances, feelings, friendship, love will open to you. Read new wonderful stories in the "Interesting stories from people's lives" section.
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How often do you hear: “If I got this job / moved to another city / married a former classmate, my life would be different. I missed my happiness. " We often shift the responsibility for our destiny onto other people, circumstances, and continue to be unhappy. But it is in our power to change life for the better.
Read in the section "Interesting stories from people's lives" the story of our author, Oksana Chistyakova.
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Patience in this matter is a very important stage. Certain circumstances are necessary to fulfill your desire in the best way, and it takes time to form them. Therefore, you need to be patient and faith, and wait. Wait as long as necessary. Believe with all your soul and do not despair. Your despair destroys the creative forces of the universe, and faith strengthens them.
In our yard, a 25-year-old guy killed his wife. Stabbed drunk. Neighbors said that they got married at the age of 19 for great love. At 20 they gave birth to a daughter, a year later - a second. And then Seryoga was changed. Eternal scandals, fights. Oksanka, his wife, was always bruised. Previously, she was considered a beauty, and then she completely wilted. He will run out to the store in the afternoon and hurry home. Sergey was very jealous. He didn't let him go anywhere. Well, in the end, he was killed by drunkenness.
They gave him 15 years. The children were taken by Oksankin's relatives from another city. And their apartment, which was registered to Seryoga's mother, began to be rented out. Everything was slowly forgotten. And now, 10 years later, the neighbors were worried: Seryoga came out on parole and settled in this apartment. Of course, everyone was afraid of his drunkenness, hooliganism (after all, he did not rest at the resort), etc. But soon the neighbors were even more surprised when they began to notice that Seryoga, clean and tidy, went somewhere every morning. It turned out that he got a job as a mechanic in the housing department. In the evening I ran into the store, bought simple products (where there was no place for alcohol) and straight home. Six months later, he furnished his apartment with new inexpensive furniture, bought an old Zhiguli, and every weekend with bags full of groceries he went somewhere. Well, and when in the summer from another city they came to visit his daughter for a week, then the neighbors were completely stunned. They wondered how the children had forgiven their father, because in front of them he had stabbed their mother to death. The neighbors were surprised, but they were also happy with such changes. After all, Sergey did not drink at all, he did not drive companies. Polite. Helped whenever possible. The fact that he decided his wife - well now, he served his time. The taciturn only became strong, and the female person did not even come close. Grannies in the yard tried to ask him where he goes every weekend with groceries, isn't it sweet? But Sergei only smiled and said nothing.
Once, at two o'clock in the morning at two o'clock in the morning, the tap in the kitchen of Baba Anya, who was living alone, was blown off. She lived opposite Sergei and therefore knocked on his door that night to ask for help. Sergei did not refuse. I've done everything. In gratitude, Baba Anya offered him a bottle of white, but Sergei refused, asking only for a cup of tea.
Eh, Seryozha, there you are! And handy, and you don't drink. You need a woman, ”the old woman sighed.
Sergey smiled in surprise:
I have one love - Oksana. I don't need another one.
Baba Anya was silent, and then quietly said:
So she died, Seryozha! You know.
I know ... I met her when I was 16 years old. I saw it, and that's it - I realized that I love. They met for three years. It was a good time - always together. Not a step apart from each other. Wedding, daughters were born. And then ... When the youngest daughter was 2 years old, Oksanka increasingly began to say that she wanted to get to work as soon as possible. She said that she wanted to unwind, that she was tired of sitting within four walls, that she wanted to be in public. She worked in the store before giving birth, so she was torn there. She was bored. Very. Later, in prison, I only realized that. And then ... The demon seemed to have possessed me. Couldn't understand why she wasn't at home? Why is he so eager to work? And I found the answer for myself - she had someone at that job. Fan of some kind. And so this thought stuck in my head like a splinter that I could no longer live peacefully. Well, here the kindergarten was given to the youngest daughter. Oksana decided to go to work, she was very happy, looked after the outfits. And I went crazy with jealousy. In short, I beat her for the first time and forbade her to work. It would be better if she wrote a statement to the police then, maybe the brains would have fallen into place. But no. Forgiven. And I felt impunity. I go home and think that the children were in the kindergarten - and she was having fun with him in our bed, from her work. She cooked a gorgeous dinner - she makes amends. I made something in a hurry - there was no time, I was with a lover. As if the devil was sitting in me and prompting:
Lips, went to the store, put on makeup - she will see him. She decided to buy a new dress - she is trying for him.
For whom for him? I didn't understand myself. After all, I myself am not jealous at all. I always believed that one should trust. And here! He began to drink heavily. Well, one day ...
Baba Anya was silent, her eyes downcast. And Sergei continued:
When I woke up in the cell, I wanted to hang myself. Not allowed. Then the trial. The colony. The realization of what he had done came only two months later. As the psychologist explained, the shock passed. Well, when I realized, it got even worse. So much worse that I howled and threw myself at the walls. I cut my veins, tried to hang myself three times. Rescued. It was bad not because I am in prison, but because Oksanka is no longer there. How many times have I skipped that last day in my head. How many times have I wanted to fall asleep and wake up in my house, together with Oksana. I asked her for forgiveness. He prayed and cried. He deliberately provoked fights so that inmates would kill me. They began to consider me violent, mad. They began to fear me, and I deliberately climbed on the rampage. I dreamed of being killed one night. Well, I didn't know how to live without Oksana. I wrote to the children, they did not answer. I was angry, considered myself a worthless person, a worthless person. Therefore, I did everything so that there was such an attitude towards me. And then ... I was transferred to a cell where, apart from me, there was only one young boy, Oleg. I didn't want to communicate with him, or with anyone in general. He was also silent. So we lived for a month. Silently. Until one day, to my surprise, he said to me in the morning:
Your ulcer has opened.
Che? I asked roughly.
And by lunchtime I was so twisted that they sent me to the hospital with a diagnosis of an ulcer. I lay there for a long time, almost a month. And when they were discharged, only one desire was that Oleg would not be transferred from the cell. To my delight, he was in my own cell.
How did you know? - I asked him straight away.
I just saw, - he calmly answered me.
What else do you see?
That he killed his wife out of stupidity.
Everyone knows that.
And what did you call her Chanterelle? And the fact that you have never dreamed about it all the time? And you ask her about it every night. Do they know too? - he calmly looked at me.
I sat down on the bunk and covered my face with my hands.
You're still trying to die ?! You think you will be together there, in heaven. No. Will not give you such happiness. Did not deserve. Do you think you will serve your term and get repentance? No. Everyone will remember for a long time, and your children will curse you. You will start drinking as soon as you leave. Woe to cherish your own.
I could not stand it, jumped up to him, raised my hand to strike and lowered it. Oleg looked at me with such a calm look, as if he knew that I would not hit. He knew everything. I myself thought that when I got out, I would drink, so that I could either get drunk to death or get into a fight. I sat down and burst into tears.
You must understand one thing. You have to live with love. With calm love. Children are angry with you, but how else? So don't you ask them otherwise. Just love them. The evil spirits feed on strong feelings - pain, anger, hatred. And love ... This too ... He loved his wife and killed for love. They love children so much that they make them their property, not realizing that this is a living person. Until you understand this, you will not see your wife. Not there, not in a dream.
He said nothing more.
I did not understand then what Oleg was talking about. I was so tired that after the conversation I instantly fell asleep. And when he woke up, he learned that Oleg was being transferred to another colony. I will not talk for a long time about my later life in prison. Only those words sunk into my soul. For a long time I thought what this is - "calm love". And then one night I dreamed about Oksana. Standing, smiling and silent. Everything suddenly fell into place in my head. I stopped looking for death. Calmed down. I decided to just live. Let it be in prison, but live like a human being. I began to help those who were humiliated and offended. Not for my own self-admiration, but because ... Yes, it's a pity because suddenly there were those who were weaker. The most interesting thing is that life began to change. He began to relate more calmly to everything. So I live. I made up more or less with the children. I'm working. Every weekend I go to orphanages as a volunteer, I carry clothes and groceries there. Only now I still don't know who this Oleg is. He is a prophet or a psychic. Or a psychologist. Although he was only 21 years old. I don't know his life. We talked only once then. And Oksana dreams almost every night. Still standing, smiling. It means that I am doing everything right. And I'm waiting when we will be together.
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Everyone has moments in life when difficulties overcome, and it seems that their hands are about to drop ... The stories of these amazingly strong-minded people will help many of us understand that you can cope with any situation and under any life circumstances, the main thing is to believe in yourself and in your strength!
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We are the “fast food generation”. We have everything quickly, in haste: instant pictures, short SMS, express trips ... A crazy kaleidoscope of events, behind which the essence is not visible ... Why are we in such a hurry to live? This question was asked by an old antique dealer to the heroine of the story. And the search for the answer helped the girl find her calling and taught her to value time.
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Pole dance is the toughest type of dance that requires not only coordination and flexibility, but remarkable strength in the arms, press and other muscles. Acrobatics. Stretch marks. Soldier's work. The expander in the hands. And love. Because how can you endure all this if you don't like this occupation?
The father left the family about a year after the birth of his daughter. Before that, we lived together for another year. For me, my husband's departure was a real shock. There were no scandals in our family. But my husband just took it and left. On Friday evening, after work, he came home with a friend. A friend was waiting for him in the car. My husband came home and said that he was leaving me. He began to collect things. I was sitting with my daughter on the couch and could not believe in the reality of what was happening. I could not watch my husband shovel his clothes into bags. I took my daughter and went with her to the kitchen. It was just necessary to feed the child.
I decided to write here in order to convey to people not only my position, but also the position of many doctors. Many patients are sure that doctors are indifferent to human life, feelings, suffering. As if the profession suppresses everything human in doctors and as if we are not capable of compassion. This is not true.
We lived with my wife for 10 years. But a year ago, scandals began. As if we are fulfilling some kind of plan: every month we swear a couple of times. The last time it was like that at all ... Take your wife, and tell me: "You can roll out of the family, but the children are not yours at all." If you don't know how to make a person disgusting, then say that the children you love are not from him.
Good afternoon. Live in Australia for 5 recent years... I myself am originally from Ukraine. My hometown is Chernivtsi. For a long time I was looking for a country to move. I think it's worth telling what prompted me to move.
First, I was looking for a country where I can raise children and be sure that tomorrow everything will not go to hell. Secondly, I was simply desperate to find a normal job in Chernivtsi. Many of my friends went to work in neighboring Poland. I didn't want to work around the clock in greenhouses or on some mushroom farm, and in the end get a little more than I would have earned in Ukraine.
At first I wanted to indicate my brother's first and last name, but he would not let me. Ashamed of him. Therefore, I will write like this. This story is primarily directed to people who believe that there will be nothing bright and good in their life.
Lived all my life in Voronezh region... Raised three children. Now I am 58 years old. I don't seem to feel like an old woman, I try not to attach importance to sores, chronic fatigue. But I feel that in just a few more years I will completely surrender my positions.
My classmates called me Dylda in high school. At the age of 16, I was already 195 cm tall. I did not play basketball or volleyball. Apparently, because of good food or radiation, it was so big. At first, they called them names on the sly, and then openly called them dildo. I hated my classmates. The tallest guy in our class did not even reach 190 cm.
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