Hello, I wish you all a good day. I would like to share my life with you.
I am now 25 years old, I spent the past years only studying, but I don’t regret it, but because of it, I have achieved certain achievements. At the moment, he is doing well at work and is going to study at a doctor’s office in a place that everyone wants to visit in the fall.
Although my life seems good on the surface, there is something missing inside. I have never been in a relationship with a person and I didn’t know why, but I never gave a chance to any of them.
In other words, I can be friends with men, but I only recently realized why I used to keep my distance whenever they started getting closer. When I was in the 3rd grade, the brother of the next-door family tried to take me home, but luckily, my mother came in and saw me.
I was just a 10-year-old girl at the time, so I had no idea about s**s. After this incident, my mother made me understand that this kind of thing is very bad.
I forgot about this incident, but when I grew up, I realized how bad it was and hated it. It was from here that I began to hate men, but I didn’t think it would last for the rest of my life. In fact, I thought that I would have a good life with my children just like everyone else who didn’t want to live like this.
At the insistence of my friends, I met a guy recently, but I broke up with him because he hurt a good man. I don’t know what will happen next. By writing this, I’m not trying to blame anyone on my behalf, I just want men to think about the consequences if they are not responsible for their actions.