Author of quotes: Anna Mileva

And why are you here?.. You, so many years given to study? Did your test you kinder and more patient, wiser, and easier? Whether there were you the one that hugs close and needing you? Could you try to make extra and see the other in his helplessness and suffering of the soul? Do you forgive yourself, forgive others?

I had it all: a comfortable home, an interesting man, promising career, loyal friends.
I had nothing: a cozy home, a loved one, Express themselves, loved ones.

I hated it all. Despised still. But hated the most. I wanted to scream, shout and bite. I like a downtrodden dog, all the time running in circles. I wanted to knock into the walls, smashing Windows and assaulting a women in the right skirts just below the knee and men in shirts and jackets. I wanted to grab the throat of everyone who that tone, betraying human nature, declares to me about who a true scholar. A real scientist. A real person.
But I wore a skirt below the knees and continued running out of fear to stop. Out of fear howl and be shot.

...What's going on, similar to the fate of single mothers.
She raised the baby for three long years as he could: cooked porridge, read stories and made Superdome from the sheets. She is exhausted to zero and just expected the government will give her a place in kindergarten, and she can unhook himself from the child and remember what she is a woman. At least for a little bit. In a little bit.
But there comes the terrible speech therapist and sternly indifferent voice tells her that she "started child", and, if we do not start to pay it more attention, it is HER fault, will last a lifetime with speech.
And the mother sits in the corner of the balcony crying. Because she gave all she could, but it turns out... she has not yet started.

The line between normality and insanity is very thin.
Yesterday you threw a party called "Day of Madness". All your friends came in white robes and with magical hats. Someone was walking with an open umbrella in the apartment in case of rain. Someone called the dog, which is not.
And today you're like a machine gun, riddled with panic attacks. Again you haven't slept for several days. You can't even cry because you're shaking from the inside.
And who are you now?.. You clearly conducted yesterday that the dividing line?..