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Writer's pictureElisaveta Lachina

Passionships

Are relationships so complicated or are we just as much complicated. I have always stranded from long relationships and always trapped myself in some unloving ones. My Mr. Great was someone no one could have. Does an online relationship with your husband or friend, can lead to something great. Was there a real barrier between me and him or was it my mind not wanting to accept the fact that my current situation is not deserving his attention. I know one thing, that I am great in all situations and even every day when I walk through the streets, I've seen thousand times me meeting him, I know I needed to be prepared. Were books a door to Mr. Great?


There were so many men and so many women companies Ive seen these days. Why don’t they merge to be cooperative. Why do people make relationships so complicated. I guess it is a game of who has power over the other. I love a cooperative relationships, the ones that you work together towards a goal, a love of humanity or solving problems. Men were thought to be driven by sex. Nowadays I find it totally different. The men I meet are driven by energy and personal story, how you’ve handled particular situations, your understanding of the world. The more I was looking for Mr. Great, the more I've find out they were never looking for love. One was looking for their alpha, the other for peace, and the third one wasn’t looking for anything of what I've thought. The amount of time, someone spends on you is vital. The quality of that interaction even more. I didn’t want to look any further. Was my Mr. Great, mine? Perhaps, the answers lays at how much prepared I am.


I have always found it difficult to measure progress. I've never have enough of myself and the people around me developing. When we finally move from unwanted environment, we find ourselves solely depending on us and few friends. Mr. Great would be the greatest cup of water, coffee and everything essential to the situation.


I've found it particularly hard to survive. Every day was so tiring. Am I 28, 23, or 36? After so much of personal interactions with all kinds of people in different fields, it is not difficult to foresee everyone from the beginning. What was causing me troubles, were the people younger than me. Was I as well so self-determined when I was their age? Perhaps. The only thing about young hood is how vulnerable people are. And after so many such situations, you then become resilient to the point that so few people can cause you trouble because you know you can withstand all situations. I find it particularly wrong for women to learn to deal with bullshit, this is for men, as giving birth is for women.


The humans interactions are not more solely human interactions, not only the vibrancy of the universe is listening, but the whole technology surrounding us. We do believe that the people responsible did this for humans advancement. And I see this advancement, I don’t see the failing youth or failing people because of Tik Tok as so many were assuming. Or was I choosing always an environment which was advancing together with the world, which makes it so painful for me to settle down anywhere? How many people were like that, in a city like Berlin, no one was interested in creating a mirror of the future, because the recipe for the avocado toast was so much more deserving their time. But this is also a movement from few years ago. Perhaps in several years, all tech shops and webpages will be as much occupied, as a delicious marketing restaurant.


Relationships can be as complicated as we want them to be. What you put in a person, is what you get from him. I have literally seen my friends growing in front of my eyes. The problem was that I many times received the opposite from all the people I gave a flower. When I finally decide to stop, I find myself looking for new people. Do I need to change or finally meet the friend and relationship that was proportionally giving me the gentle kiss of love and celebration of a female, that was moving my lips upward for a smile. The Eli Yorks of me was giving me the feeling of never resting, the move of a leaf was literally moving me. I don’t like people who stay cozy. But they seemed so happy. A former friend of mine and someone who was attracting us sexually at work in an awful way, was telling me every time I have challenged myself, that I am only causing troubles to myself. Why men don’t want us to move but want their companies to move? Was is so hard to look at a woman as something you want to work on developing. I think Mr. Great was finally doing exactly that and that is why I always look for him outside the window, inside my phone. But the silence was giving me hope for a new beginning. And we new beginnings, we meet new Mr. Greats




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