Sometimes I feel like my friends don’t like me so much anymore.
Why? Because I am the only one who is not married yet. While they are busy with children and family duties, I still have time for salons, spa visits, small travels, hobbies, and things that make me feel alive.

I don’t think I am better, just in a different stage of life. But some people take it personally. They think I am “carefree,” “not serious,” or “living too easy.” And sometimes they get irritated because I have time for mysel...

I never liked things that were “too much.”
Too sweet desserts, sugary wines, or relationships overloaded with drama and sticky emotions ... none of that is for me. Everything in life should have measure and true taste.

A cake should not leave you feeling sick after two bites. A glass of wine should be rich, balanced, not like liquid candy. And relationships should feel real, not forced, not suffocating, not made of plastic compliments and borrowed quotes.

Love doesn’t need to be loud to be str...

For many men, this is their worst nightmare. A woman who is not inferior, not weaker, not more submissive. She is an equal. She argues, provokes, and doesn't adapt. And yet—she wants, she senses, she plays.
She doesn't admire his strength—she recognizes it. And this is frightening: after all, with her, you can no longer be a faade, only your essence.
You can't buy her with attention, you can't hold her back with jealousy, you can't subjugate her with logic.
She makes him grow—not with requests, ...

Men often seek salvation in women who don't intend to save them.
She doesn't call, doesn't beg, doesn't hold back. She comes—and it drives him crazy. Because he's used to being fought for, and she doesn't.
He tries to regain control—with gifts, words, attention, but it's all in vain.
Dependence isn't born of affection, but of unavailability.
And the more he tries to be needed, the less she needs him.
The paradox is that it's precisely her coldness that makes him alive—he feels again.
But one day...