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.Chaque jour est une occasion unique de prendre un nouveau départ, de relever de nouveaux défis et d'atteindre nos objectifs. Ce rythme de vie quotidien nous apporte une expérience inestimable et des opportunités de grandir, de se développer et de s'améliorer. Chaque jour apporte de nouveaux défis, mais aussi de nouvelles occasions de s'améliorer. Il est important d'apprendre à apprécier chaque moment, chaque jour, afin de vivre une vie pleine et épanouissante. Par conséquent, ne manquez pas l'occasion de rendre chaque jour spécial, de viser de nouveaux sommets et de vous réjouir de chaque instant que vous vivez.
- I lost the love of my life because of my mother.I am 35 years old and I have been married to my husband for 16 years, there isdaughter - 15 years old. At 16, I met a young man, and somehow he began his courtship, but I did not take him seriously, but because of his attention and care, I became attached to him. And they started dating.After some t...
- I don't trust anyone in this lifeI'm 16 years old and I just hate myself, I ruin absolutely everythingrelationships with loved ones, I’m afraid to let people near me, I’m constantly depressed, and I’ve been on antidepressants for almost a year.This all started a year ago, after my father died. I wasn’t open before, and after that I...
- Broken dreamsI’ve been reading a lot of stories on this site for a very long time, I didn’t even imagine that I would write here. My topic is banal -treason But I would never have thought that she would come to our family. Someone will laugh and think: “she’s so naive!” I believed and trusted my husband, consid...
- I believed in my man when even my own mother abandoned himBeen twiceMarried . Now the third tank. I met my man a little later than I wanted. But the whole journey was worth it. Now I know for sure that it’s familyhappiness must be earned.MyWhen we first met, my husband had a whole range of psychological problems - lack of self-confidence (he has an incurab...
- The price of betrayalMy sister's husband loved her. He loved her very much, and this was obvious to both close people and casual acquaintances. There could be no mistake here. And how she loved him! From school. Adultson , but they looked like newlyweds.They are always there, eye to eye, you can describe for a long time...
- I just can't understand my girlfriendWe met by chance, it turned out that we live on the same street, almost in neighboring houses. I am divorced and live with my daughter (3 years ago she was 13 years old), and she hasson , now he is 6 years old, she is also divorced. Eatlove , but there is no way to live together yet - minethe apartm...
- I was never loved or appreciated in my familyMaybe you’ll find it funny what’s happening in my life, but I’m actually already confused and I don’t know how to move on.I am a Muslim, but a modern one, I am 27 years old, I am notMarried . I grew up without a father, only with my mother and three sisters. Since childhood, I studied and worked to ...
- Sorry for the happiness, mom!My name is Natalia, I am 36 years old and I decided to confess, pour out all thatthe pain and bitterness that have haunted me all these long and difficult 20 years. This is how long I have not communicated with my dearest person, my mom. On March 22, my mother will turn 60 years old, and not only wi...
- Love in correspondenceI am 32 years old. Married for almost 7 years. Two children. I have never cheated on my husband, and he has never cheated on me either. We live quite well, together. As in any family, there are reproaches and grievances, not without it.The problem is that myMy husband is a fisherman and hunter, and ...
- How to overcome food addiction and get rid of a big belly?I find it difficult to go to the gym. The thing is, the reason I went there was because of my big belly. I’ve been going for a year and four months now, but nothing is going away. Yes, my shoulders became more beautiful, my biceps were bigger, overall I became a little thinner, but my stomach remain...
- I don't like my jobEven at school, my classmates dreamed of what they would become after school, the teachers asked me to write an essay on the topic: “what do I dream of becoming,” but at that time I was not interested. I wanted my carefree childhood to never end. I didn’t study badly, but I didn’t decide on my choic...
- To love or to be loved?I am 30 years old. Three years ago, my friend and I went abroad. I met a guy there by chance, spent 2 days together, he left home earlier.Arriving home, he wrote that he realized that he had fallen in love at first sight and promised to come to me. The distance between our cities was 1,500 km, and I...
- I don't lose hope that the guy will marry meMyThe relationship has been going on for six months now. During this time there were many quarrels, discoveries and departures. It all started after a month of relationship, when the first seriousa quarrel , and my beloved ran headlong to his home, taking everything he managed to bring to me. It got...
- Alien but beloved childI’ll tell you one real story from life, so to speak, from the other side of the barricades than the author of this confession. Perhaps the author, who hates his wife and her spoiled child, will rethinkhis wife’s action and will be able to understand her. Or maybe not. The story is true, it happened ...
- I separated my husband from his mistress, but I can’t forgive himMyconfession is not original, thousands of women face betrayalhusband and somehow continue to live with it. But I’ll try to talk it out, maybe it will help dull mypain .Imarried for 25 years. We have an adultson , lives separately with his girlfriend, comes home 2 times a month.My husband and I live...
- The husband said he no longer wants reconciliationI didn't want another onewrite a confession , but couldn’t restrain myself. I thought that there would be no continuation of my story about regret for not divorcing my husband earlier, but how naive I was for taking everything at face value.The husband said: “Okay, let's try to fix everything.” I be...
- I really hope that my son will not grow up like his father and grandfather.I’ll start with a story from childhood; it has something in common with my adult life.Mythe father is a terrible abuser, or as they used to call it, a domestic tyrant. He humiliated and insulted my mother and my brother and me. He drank a lot and was not involved in our upbringing. We were very afra...
- Confession of a mother with a child under three years oldIn the morning I get up with an alarm clock at 7:20 to wake me uphusband to work. I don’t wish him good morning, I don’t make tea or breakfast. I angrily lift him out of bed so that his own alarm clock, to which he has been sleeping well for many years, does not irritate me and wake up my son. My so...
- I live in someone else's familyMy name is Svetlana. I am writing a real story from my life in order to get advice. I had a hopeless situation in my family. I can’t trust my friends, and I no longer have my parents. Every day I make a new decision and I myself know that there is no other way out yet.I'll tell you everything in ord...
- There were no white stripes in my lifeI want to tell you a real, true story about my difficult life, because I can’t keep it to myself anymore, and I can’t tell my loved ones. The story will be long, excuse me, I will write about everything that torments me.I was born into a low-income family. Mythe father did not want to have children ...