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Natalia Radulov of M vs M

Sadness in reserve
Men believe that women often hysterical for no particular reason. Women believe that men's sense of some relief because of the typically male parenting and bad fighters. Who is right?

I'm torn pantyhose. Broken heel. Do not call my favorite. Mom said: "I would not advise you to walk more to the hairdresser." At work, forbidden to put the dots in the text ... In general, a complete set of troubles.

If I talk about friends, we have spent on a comprehensive analysis of my troubles more than one night. If I talk about it to some man, he replied in one sentence: "Come on, do not pay attention!" I used to take offense: "That's all you can say about this?", As now understood, that is all he can say for any occasion. Because if a man and can do something better than women, because it was "not paying attention." No matter what. In general.

And I envy them, by golly! I envy the taxi driver who heard the song "Sorry", immediately switches to another station. I would not have been able to. I would turn up, rode, sang this hymn of self-pity: "Excuse me-ah-ah-ah, the loss of Loss-and-a-while, watching the rain and would be sad as a reserve, even if to say goodbye to anybody in the near future and was not going to.

I envy my friend who said: "Yes you, my lad, tum already planned, and he then merciless diagnosis quickly ran to drink beer and watch football.

I envy men who were throwing the girls, but they do not light scented candles, do not lie face to the wall and do not weep for "our song." Instead, they simply having sex with other girls and even manage to have fun.

rare women could well turn away from unwanted feelings. Yes, Scarlett O'Hara said: "I think about it tomorrow, but it still was a literary heroine. In real life, so sensibly argue only by men. And women tend to think the problem here and now. They are mentally bought tables at the Cafe Tosca Green "and sit there until closing time, savoring their troubles, as an expensive wine.

Women call other women and spend hours debating the "why-law looked so". Women are the primary patients of psychotherapists and major consumers of paper handkerchiefs. Women in droves are recorded for training "Know thyself" and with any attempt to dance therapy cope with their emotions. Women are consulted on matters of relationships with men, friends, superiors and subordinates. Women are nervous and seek advice. Men looking for comedy in the video store.

can say that men are fools. They say, never talk about their problems, preferring to do pretend that nothing is happening. But perhaps this is the most effective tactic. Perhaps if the throw of thought about the issue in the most distant part of the head, then there It will disappear with time and. Like the packet of biscuits, which I hid from myself in the farthest corner of the locker and found only when these cookies can be was nails nail.

Here's my theory: women are eating too many biscuits. Ugh, that is, spending too much time for serious reflection and "mentally are a lot of bridges before you reach the first. " As in the parable, when the girl was crying because of what is presented: oh, how it would be terrible if She had a baby and he would have fallen off the bench and died. "Do not cheat yourself," says a man. And we marvel at how they can be so insensitive. "When will the beat-you cry," says the man, and you think: "Well, chump! No proshibesh! »

But when it experiences helped to resolve situation? Is it that you lose a couple of extra pounds and a couple of millions of nerve cells-that's all the joy. But how much time would be released if We do not waste it on thinking in the spirit: "She told me, and I told her," or: "I do not know how we will repay the loan in the next year, or: «Если бы он изменился, то наши отношения улучшились бы».

Мы не понимаем, что надо фокусироваться на решении проблемы, а не на самой проблеме. Мы не хотим know how it is convenient to live one day. We can not imagine how nice a man to love the way it is, and not the way it could be. We are so worry about the past ("Oh, what beautiful shoes were!") and future ("I wonder if I could find somewhere similar?"), that we lose as a result of the present. We forget that today is the only day which truly belongs to us.

(c) Thank you radulova