We girls often live in some kind of parallel world of our own. A hurricane can rage inside, and outside there is a warm, calm picture. And everyone believes that this is true. I think this is our strength and... our weakness. We know how to pretend that everything is fine, even when everything has long been falling apart at the seams.

It's funny how we can fantasize about someone for hours, come up with dialogues, situations... and this is also a kind of betrayal - only mental 💭. But from such "mental games" the heart can beat no worse than from real events.

I often think that true loyalty is when there are no “alternative stories” even in your head. But I admit, to meet a person next to whom you have no desire to dream of anything “on the side”... this is rare. And maybe that’s why I’m still single 🤷‍♀️

Have you ever thought that sometimes it’s not actions that betray, but thoughts? 😏

Natalie