Women are not divided into "beautiful and ugly", not "smart and not so smart", and not even "ours and others". But into those who inspire and those who tire. That's all.

There are evenings when you don't want to watch TV series, or chat with friends, or even pour yourself a glass of wine. You just sit on the windowsill with tea (or without) and one strange question starts spinning in your head. Why does a man need freedom when he's already with the one he chose? 🤔

For me, a holiday is when someone opens the door and immediately says: "It smells so delicious!" Recipes are only part of the magic. Real magic is in your hands, mood, and a pinch of audacity.

Some write poetry, some bake pies. I sow, dig, water - and I find silence in this, which heals better than words.

Eat, sleep, move - three simple things that everyone forgets about until the cock of insomnia or a bad analysis pecks.

When everyone around advises how to love correctly, I want to do the opposite - to feel as it comes, without checklists and fears.

This feeling doesn't come right away, but gradually, as if a yawn is quietly creeping up somewhere inside.

It's like an internal compass that always shows the right direction.

Women are not divided into "beautiful and ugly", not "smart and not so smart", and not even "ours and others". But into those who inspire and those who tire. That's all.

There are evenings when you don't want to watch TV series, or chat with friends, or even pour yourself a glass of wine. You just sit on the windowsill with tea (or without) and one strange question starts spinning in your head. Why does a man need freedom when he's already with the one he chose? 🤔

Openness is not weakness. It is the courage to be yourself, even if there are a thousand filters and facades around. We are afraid to seem too emotional, too naive, too serious… But the truth is that it is “too much” that will make someone happy.

Online dating breaks the barriers of time and distance - it allows you to find a person who shares your rhythm of life, your values and dreams, even if they live thousands of kilometers away.

If the idea that all women speak in riddles 😵‍💫💬, or that all women are bad drivers👠💥🚗, or that everyone lies about their income🏆🤑... is something familiar, something that immediately reflects scenes long drawn in memories... Then what happens next will definitely not leave anyone indifferent😳

About why I am no longer afraid of big desires and how I learned to argue with myself about what is possible.

Here I will not talk about the ideal body. But about morning rituals that make me softer to myself.

Sometimes we all explode inside. I learned not to hide from myself — and I want to tell you what helps me stay whole.

I don’t collect countries — I collect feelings. And I share where it’s worth going if you want to remember that the world is more than just an apartment and an office.

Sometimes in a relationship everything seems to be “normal”. You together, share the news, spend time, smile at the photo. But somewhere under the surface the tension ripens. You want more - a little more heat, a little more attention, a little more freedom or vice versa - inclusion. But you are silent.

Sometimes everything ends not because of betrayal, not because of a large quarrel, not because of treason. And quietly. Almost imperceptible. One suddenly does not want to speak anymore. Another - does not ask how the day went. It seems that nothing terrible has happened. Just accumulated. And if you dig deeper - the whole thing is in the very little things that they closed their eyes for a long time.

Sometimes we notice: it seems that we wanted completely different relationships than parents had ... but in the end - as if we were living their fate. The same model of communication, similar quarrels, even intonations sound familiar. Why is this happening? Why, even with the complete determination of "not like mom and dad," we find ourselves in similar stories again and again?