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My father lied to me! For real, and then pretended to lie to me for good. Everyone lied! You can't lie to loved ones if they're important.

When it is most difficult for us, loved ones will always listen to us. Even those who are no longer there.

You will endure everything if you cover your home and close people support.

Relatives who do not believe in you, how can they be considered close?

The energy of happiness is the Divine energy. Love and happiness belong to Him, and from Him we can always receive them. Regardless of what childhood it was, what we did or did not do in our lives, whether we have loved ones, whether we have found our way and our place. Just because we are his favorite children.

Hi, Max. Hi, Dad. In paradise, no change, right?

ᅠ - We only think that we have calculated the consequences, but the point is that life is like a Persian carpet with tangled knots, where every thread affects the final result. We smugly believe that only we control the ornament and, at our own whim, make changes, additions ... The greatest delusion of those who think they are God. Therefore, there is always some kind of spontaneous crack, an unplanned event and a seemingly insignificant slap in the face, and before you have time to look back, the whole composition is transformed, becomes alien, even aggressive. So, in fact, there are moments when we choose between the one and the other, relying on our preferences and ideas about morality and duty. And, of course, it is worth considering what mood you are in. In other words, people are discouraged only by their upbringing, by those teams to which fate itself has trained them.

Honor for a man - to fight for his loved ones.

If we know something important and global about a person, it automatically turns into a weapon. We often use it in our hearts, because we know how to hurt the opponent as much as possible. It is a genuine black gift of humanity. All our sins, secrets, misdeeds - all these are weapons against ourselves and the one who owns them owns us. Isn't that what happens all the time? Does it not boil down to the fact that we unwittingly hand each other a means of fighting against ourselves? It is not surprising that the closest can kill at once, because being with someone in close proximity, we unwittingly commit some offense against them, lie to them or inadvertently offend, thereby each time we give another arrow against ourselves.

A person needs close people in order to get freedom to show love.

Strength is in tranquility. You have to be a rock. People come into your life, people leave your life. Friends betray. You're calm. Yesterday's loved ones become today's prostitutes. You're calm. Loved ones turn away. You're calm. Time disappears between the fingers, others go crazy, get married, have children, rot at work, look for meaning in old books, sit on antidepressants. And you're still calm. You're unflappable. You're strong.

I know that even the closest ones can betray and hurt without batting an eye, I know that there cannot be 100 real friends, and those that exist are dearer than any “100 rubles” and money. I know what it is like to live on 100 a month or 10K a day. Therefore, I can confidently say that happiness is not at all in crispy bills, precious stones or iPhones, but in people who stay with you and are ready to help when you have only 100 and those who support you with the idea of ​​how to increase these 10K. I know for sure that no one can hurt you more than those closest to you or yourself. Yes, damn it, I know what death is. That is why I know that our time is actually limited and there is not as much of it as we think. Therefore, I know that you need to appreciate every day and just enjoy life, remember that some no longer even have this. I know that one of the most valuable and beyond our control is time - value and cherish those who are ready to spend the most important resource on you. I know that no one is dearer than family, so I try to say “I love you” more often, not only to pronounce it with my mouth and write in letters, but to prove it with my actions and tenderness. And I know what it is when one of the parents dies, so I know at a fucking 1000% that all conflicts and quarrels between you are such crap, you need to love your family even more and hug you even tighter. I know love for sure and I know what it's like to lose it and what this fucking "broken heart" is. I know how to try to glue a broken cup out of 100 pieces and I can say that you will never be able to drink tea from it without the risk of splashing yourself with boiling water or getting hurt, so feel free to throw this rubbish into the trash and do not step on the same rake twice. I know that no one owes anything to anyone and no matter how much we want to, but no one belongs to anyone. I know that no one has the right to offend you and force you to do something against your will, just as you cannot do with others. I know that listening and hearing are different things, so talk about problems and try to find a compromise. But I know that if one of them constantly makes sacrifices, and the other is not ready to concede in something, then nothing good will come of it. I know that if you are in pain, do not be afraid, but boldly say “STOP” and leave, even if you don’t want to, but you see that after your requests nothing changes. Yes, I know that you need to leave when you are not comfortable, when you feel that it is not yours or you are in the wrong together, at the wrong time and with the wrong people, when you understand that the energy that you are on you spend it, not worth what you get in return. I know that there is no need to spray on those who are not worthy of it. I know that time does not heal a damn thing at all, but the wounds heal, and we learn to live on, even though the scars ache from time to time "for the weather." I know that you have no right to use another person as a "patch" or "pain reliever" for your injuries. I know that there is no more valuable experience that you will feel on your own skin, wisdom and experience are not measured by numbers in your passport - you can be a wise experience already at 15 years old, and you can be an incorrigible fool at 50. I know that having several higher educations is not yet means that a person is really smart, intelligent and open to new knowledge, and vice versa, sometimes a person without a “tower” can be more educated than the “luminary of science”. I know that first of all I am the author, screenwriter, director and performer of the main role of all my problems. But I know that all decisions and answers are hidden in ME. I know that our life depends only on us, and the rest is just excuses and fears to try something new - I know that it is better to take the risk and then stay at the bottom of the trough than torment myself for the rest of my life that the chance has been missed. I know for sure that “beauty is in the eyes of the beholder” and if you look at the whole world with hatred, he will answer you in kind. All the energy that we send into space returns to us, so I try my best to radiate positive and goodness, yes, it does not always work out, but believe me, efforts are already the path to success. And I know that you will never get really something worthwhile, you have to fight for dreams. I know that if you do what you really like, then you will gladly spend hours, days, weeks and years on it and you will never regret it. I know what it is like to hate yourself, believe me, nothing good will come of self-destruction, so I know how to love yourself. Oh, yes, I know that you never need to take out your brain and engage in self-criticism. Believe me, there will be enough people who want to throw a stone at you, so love yourself. Do not be selfish, no, but just stupidly love yourself - consider yourself beautiful, believe in yourself, do not underestimate yourself, but look at things soberly, know that if you don’t love yourself, then no one else will care about you all life. I know that in fact, no matter how we laugh, these fucking philosophers from social networks are really right and happiness really “loves silence”, so talk less and act more. I know that you cannot hold a "tit in your hands" or all your life "

All those close to my heart are in my prayers!

Why do our loved ones feel the need to blame themselves when something terrible happens to us?