It was very interesting and exciting ...

It was very interesting and exciting. Real life causes in me the need to seek and find those romantic images in the books, which I was lacking in reality. Taught by their parents to walk and talk, understand and respond, then at school to write, read and count, I've filled up your inner world, not only spiritual values, but also create for themselves the illusion of another life. My sensitive nature needed a manifestation of tenderness, and I despite parental prohibitions ringleader of animals or birds. Parents meet certain requirements views, which should grow a daughter, were very categorical, rigid and sometimes drove me stumped. Fulfilling their requirements and following their education, I continued to act in their needs for understanding and accepting of my personality different creative hobbies, trying to get recognition of relatives. I was sitting in a spirit of contradiction, that I do not want to be like everything, but it's not particularly happy with my mom, that many features of my character were formed not because of, but in spite of home education. I was in a hurry to grow up, gain the ability to be yourself, so many memories of my childhood retained a no serenity, and feelings and defend itself. No wonder that from parental custody, I flew out to marry very early, I was barely eighteen. Heading into the solo flight, so I tried to build relationships in his young family to avoid disputes and misunderstandings. The more so because my husband was much older, had a life experience. Incorporating the best features of the parents, I could always make their own decisions in any situation and find a way out of complex problems that were happening in my life. Another thing is that the strong emotional turmoil that I experienced at the same time, cause suffering and often ended with diseases or frequently repeated minor injuries. The time it started rapidly after thirty-five years, when it did not have time to meet the start of the week, as an upcoming weekend. And in this race time was not as easy as a young man to recover from the stress and new experiences. Despite the fact that I had no time to sink into depression, the daily hours of work demanded attention and dedication, I stoically took the blows, paying for it is great. Those reserves which still remained in me kept me from the stall in a minor state. But even closer to the forties, when all my aspirations to build a new life and be happy, no excuses, I increasingly began to ache and feel depressed and low. Tension has grown, capturing in their prehensile paws, I would not let anxious expectation of unpleasant change. They attacked, as if to order, I change the appearance, gained weight, lost interest in life, lost his optimism, became isolated in their feelings and less and less frequently met with friends and acquaintances.