A dream is not just a beautiful fantasy for the evening. It is the voice of your soul. It is you - without fear, without conventions, without compromises.

We often say: "He's crazy", "This is complete madness" - when we encounter actions that do not fit into the framework of our usual understanding. But what if in fact it is not the absence of logic, but simply a different logic?

In this huge world, the disappearance of one person, it would seem, cannot change anything. The planets continue to rotate, the news runs in the feeds, buses arrive and leave, cafes make coffee, and people laugh, fall in love and quarrel, as if nothing happened.

How many times have you heard (or said it yourself): "He's so good, but... I can't love him."

How many times have you caught yourself thinking that someone truly beautiful makes your heart beat faster?

I don't need crowded fun to feel alive. Sometimes a cup of tea and the warmth of my corner are enough to remind myself how real I am.

Sometimes I catch myself being different in one day - and that's my essence. I'm not bored with myself, and I'm not afraid to change.

These are candid reflections on growing up, accepting yourself, and how the feeling of love, intimacy, and femininity changes over the years.

For me, real feelings aren't about loud declarations or dramatic scenes. They live in the quiet moments - when someone remembers how you like your coffee, or when you feel safe enough to be completely yourself without pretending.

At 39, you're not looking for a fairy tale - you're looking for truth. You don’t play guessing games anymore. You know what love feels like, and you know what fake feels like too.

While some dream of convertibles and fitness in the gym, I choose the smell of hay, the stable and the dawn in the saddle. 🐎

Love is a serious matter. But if all the time to be too serious, she begins to get tired. Passion, trust, tenderness - all this is important. But often it is the humor that becomes that saving thread that keeps the couple afloat in a variety of situations: from awkward misunderstandings to frank crises.

They talk a lot about love. About passion - even more. But about tenderness - as if embarrassed. This word sounds too soft, almost in a businesslike way. In a world where efficiency, determination, brightness, tenderness is appreciated by something secondary. Meanwhile, it is she who often determines how alive, warm and truly close relationships.

Yes, I'll say it right away. Because I know what it's like when people see your body but don't hear your mind. And I also know what it's like when they want your shapes but are afraid of your strength.

Attracting the inaccessible is a strange pattern familiar to many. One person shows attention - and causes us only a polite sympathy. The other is cold, indifferent or even frankly repels, but for some reason it pulls to it. Why is this happening? And what is hiding behind this attraction?

I'm not looking for a sponsor, a savior or a prince on a white horse 🐎 I learned to be strong a long time ago, I buy my own tickets, close deadlines at night and smile at the camera, even when I'm tired inside.

There are days when all you want is not gifts, big words, or pretty letters. But just to be there.

I am a woman. A mother. A teacher. And a person who no longer wants to be just strong. Lately, my life has been filled with so many worries, anxieties, bills, thoughts, and... silence. Silence is the loudest companion of loneliness.

Sometimes it seems that love at a distance is just a romantic fiction. Something from a movie or a book where the characters will definitely meet in the finale.

And I'm not ashamed of my age. I love him. I'm not trying to be a girl. I don't reduce the numbers in my profiles. Because with each year is history.