🕊️ Hugs without words: how important it is to just be there

🍯 Warm tea, a blanket and me: my perfect evening for the soul

🌸 When silence embraces: how to find peace in small things

Burnout isn't just fatigue. It's when everything inside turns gray, even things that used to be inspiring. I've been through it - and I'm sharing how I brought myself back piece by piece.

We often want everything all at once. But the path that really leads to change is step by step, without overwhelm. In this blog, I share how I stopped quitting what I started and started trusting the process.

Sometimes we create beautiful scenarios in our heads and then get disappointed with reality. I got tired of this cycle - and started learning to accept life as it is. This blog is about letting go of expectations.

We open social networks - and before our eyes: ideal pairs on the beach, breakfasts on bed, bouquets for half-rooms and kisses against the background of sunsets. Social networks draw a picture of love, from which the heart freezes. But the longer you look at it, the more difficult it is to return to reality.

In a world where there is so much about passion, charisma, confidence and “sparkles”, tenderness often remains in the shade. It seems that it is too soft, not so exciting, does not excite the blood ... But it is in it that the depth is hidden, without which it is impossible to build a real proximity.

Not perfect. Not always strong. Sometimes I am silent because there is not enough words. Sometimes I cry because the heart gets tired. But always - I feel.

When the relationship is just beginning, we notice every little thing. Message in the morning - a small holiday. A smile in response is almost recognition. But time passes, and what used to touch to tears becomes “granted.” We cease to notice what actually speaks of love.

Sometimes we fall in love not just into a person, but into his pain, in his complexity, in his “broken” parts. It seems to us that it is we can save him, change, pull him out of the darkness. This is not just romance - this is what psychologists call the "rescuer syndrome."

Love, which has hundreds or thousands of kilometers between two hearts, is always a challenge. It requires more patience, more trust and much more effort than relationships, where you can just meet after work and hug each other. The distance either checks feelings, or slowly destroys them. But what does it depend on?

After a quarrel, silence occurs. Everything seems to be said - sometimes too much, sometimes too sharply. And then a pause comes. It can last minutes, hours or even days. And in this silence there are two people who still love each other, continue to be silent ... Each for their own reasons.

Not “tolerate” or “accept,” but love. It's been a long journey — through tons of foundation, filters, likes, insecurities, envy, and comparisons.

The morning began as usual: I walked into the coffee shop on the corner, the same line, the same faces. A little sleepy, a little lost in their own thoughts. I walked up to the counter, ordered my latte, and was about to take out my phone when suddenly the barista—a young guy with freckles and a friendly smile—said:

There are days when you wake up in a warm bed, everything seems fine: your favorite mug is in its place, coffee smells cozy, and you can hear children laughing and running around in the yard. But inside, you feel empty. It doesn't hurt, it's not scary. It's just... quiet.

And me, for example, I have exactly 0 experience in relationships... almost none. And you know what? It does not make me sad or panic. On the contrary — it’s my little pride!

For most of my life, I was completely immersed in my studies. I studied well, both at school and then at university, because for me, education was almost sacred. It was my way of building my future, of controlling at least something in this chaotic world.

Sharp, bold, with a hint - this is how you can characterize this statement. Indeed, a woman's dress is not just a piece of fabric, it is a language, a mood, a fine line between mystery and frankness. It should protect - but not hide, seduce - but not be vulgar, intrigue - but not be flashy.

You can follow the most exquisite recipe, you can use only farm products and cook in pots costing hundreds of dollars. But if there is no warmth in your heart, all this will be just food. And not a dinner that gathers the family around the table, brings back childhood and warms the soul.