I believe love is not just about butterflies or passion — it's about depth, presence, and choice.
Love is when you see a person — their light, their shadows, their dreams — and still choose them every day.
I’m a woman who values honesty, touch, warmth, and soulful connection. I know what it means to be loyal, supportive, and emotionally present — and I long for the same.
I don’t play games. I crave something real — deep conversations, shared laughter, mutual respect, and tenderness that speaks l...

There is too much talk about love. About the kind where everything is easy, like in advertising, and passionate, like in a TV series. But real love is not like that. It is not always beautiful. And it is almost never convenient.

Love is not when they tell you that you are beautiful. It is when they see you without makeup, tired, in a breakdown - and do not leave. Do not get scared. Do not close themselves off. But stay. Nearby. Silently. Just there.

As a doctor, I often see how love manifests ...

Working in an ambulance is not just a profession, it is a way to survive inside yourself. When you look pain, fear, and loss in the eye every day, you either break or gather yourself from the fragments to rise again. I chose the latter. Not out of heroism. But because there is no other way.

I learned not to show when I am scared. I learned to restrain the trembling in my fingers when I stitch up a wound to the sounds of explosions. I learned to smile at a person knowing that he has almost no ch...

Sometimes even the most resilient get tired. Those who heal others forget to heal themselves. Those who listen to someone else's pain rarely talk about their own. We hold on because we have to. We smile because that's what's expected of us. But inside, there's often the same uncertainty, the same doubts, the same loneliness.

And in this fatigue, you just want silence. Not advice. Not judgments. Not expectations. But just for someone to hug you. Silently. Without explanations. Without conditions...