Weekends are a chance to finally do something for yourself, not for work, your boss, or the fridge. If you're looking to relax, you can go to a park, a waterfront, or a café with a book and coffee, which warms you up better than any Wi-Fi. For those who enjoy experiences, museums, exhibitions, or workshops are ideal—at least no one there is checking your email

There's a misconception that depression is "for the weak." In fact, that's not true at all. Depression doesn't discriminate based on strength of character, status, or success. It can strike anyone, and it's not a sign of weakness.

Being a mom is like being a director, a chef, a psychologist, a teacher, and sometimes even a personal taxi driver. Every day brings new challenges: breakfast in the morning, homework checks at lunch, and in the evening, consoling children after an argument or helping them solve yet another of life's mysteries.

Sometimes the world expects women to be both strong and vulnerable, as if it were a superpower. But what if you're used to being strong? How can you "allow yourself to be weak" without losing your confidence and dignity?

Love for animals is a special feeling that cannot be faked.

This blog is about how I stopped living "the way I should" and started living "the way I want." It's about how I'm learning to trust my feelings, follow my dreams, and not be afraid to be authentic. 💖

Can it be justified?

Should I forgive cheating?

We're not talking about buying mushrooms at the store, but about a real "silent hunt." It's about getting up early in the morning, grabbing a basket, and heading into the forest. The goal is to find something cleverly hidden: boletus mushrooms under fallen leaves, saffron milk caps near mossy stumps, birch boletes at the edge of a forest.

You know, sometimes life throws up such strange moments that you start to wonder if it's just a coincidence or if someone up there is guiding us along a subtle, invisible path? 😌

It seems that today, love has become something... unreal. Not like it used to be. People no longer wait for "the one"; they look for someone convenient. Someone closer, more successful, simpler. You hear more and more often: "The main thing is stability, and love will come later." But does it? 🤔

I have a recipe that has stood the test of time and... love 😄Want a secret?😉

I'M SO EXCITEDI'M SO EXCITED! I'VE BEEN REALLY WAITING FOR THIS BIRTHDAY💘💘💘 I'M 30! I FEEL SO WONDERFUL🎁🎁🎁

🎁🎁🎁FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE💖I FEEL LIKE A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN👑👑👑 I'M HAPPY TO CELEBRATE MY 30TH BIRTHDAY💖🎁💖🎁💖

🎁🎁I'M SO EXCITED🎁🎁 I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS DAY🎁🎁🎁 I'VE BEEN THINKING A LOT ABOUT PRIORITIES AND CHANGES IN MY LIFE⭐️⭐️ 30 IS A HUGE MISSING TIME IN A WOMAN'S LIFE⭐️⭐️⭐️

I used to expect a lot. I expected people to change. I expected circumstances to eventually reward my patience. I expected that if I just tried hard enough, things would work out the way I imagined them. And every expectation was a small knife I carried around, ready to hurt myself with it when reality didn't cooperate.

To be the light that draws them toward goodness. To use my femininity, my grace, my presence as this quiet force that uplifts everyone around me.

And mid-sentence, I realized I was doing what I'd done a thousand times before: shrinking my experience, softening my words, making myself palatable so someone else could feel comfortable with how I felt.

There's a way that the world treats women who have real beliefs—women who won't compromise on what matters to them. We become inconvenient.

But when you grow up in a world where "better" isn't even a concept you're allowed to consider, leaving looks different. It looks like betrayal. It looks like ingratitude. It looks like rejecting everything your family built for you.