If a woman does not learn the lesson learned in the first relationship, she will be merged in the second. And they will drain until she learns not to torment her neighbor in vain.
As long as a girl is young, attractive, not burdened with children and not crushed by the burden of past years, she is still a fool. The main thing that she lacks is sensitivity in relationships. The young maiden rushes at the man with a tank, takes out his brain, takes offense and makes claims with the maximalism inherent in her age: all or nothing.
A man tolerates this as long as a fresh and flexible body outweighs the bad temper of its owner. However, having fed up to his heart's content, he drains the princess: swinging on an emotional swing to nausea is not included in his plans.
The broken-off princess roars for some time, but continues to live on, and in the next relationship she behaves taking into account the experience gained: somewhere she shows more tact, somewhere she does not get hung up on trifles.
If a woman does not learn the lesson learned in the first relationship, she will be merged in the second. And they will drain until she learns not to play pigs in love, not to torment her neighbor in vain.
Ultimately, almost every woman comes to the understanding that she is not the navel of the earth, that in a relationship you need to be, first of all, a man, and not a bearer of extraterrestrial bliss for a man, which, by the way, is not so fabulous. … Only now this happens by the age of thirty, when the figure is no longer the same, and there is a child from a previous marriage, and problems that stretch from a past life and which a man is not ready to hang on himself are above the roof.
The sensitivity gained with experience in a woman is more than enough. But who needs her fat meat now? Also with a trailer. Also with the first wrinkles around the eyes. Also with bank loans to the heap.
This is the main tragedy of almost all women. While young - the mares are cool, but greyhounds. And with age - like, and not greyhounds, but no longer mares, but nags. Moreover, they are so problematic that not a single self-respecting man will sign up.
Guys, who would you rather see next to you: a young "brain-bearer" or a darling wasted by life?