I Want to Write About Love

I want to write about love, and I have every reason to. I’ve been in love with one man for 17 years, and he’s been in love with me. What happened to me is what all girls dream of since childhood, and what they write about in books. Unearthly, incredible love! I understand that for many people this can cause envy and even irritation, but as the classics say, this is just the problem of those who are envious and irritated by it. Yet, I have it… love. LOVE!

Few people can write about love after 17 years of marriage, and to be frank, I haven’t read about it for a long time. Recently, we have been  very careful about sharing something about our love. Over the years, we have become even more private and rarely appear in public together.

We have deliberately abandoned almost all social events that require us

going out together, demonstrating and stating our status. No, we are not afraid that we will be “jinxed”, and I am not afraid that a young, beautiful and cunning girl can steal my husband from me. Not at all. Despite these 17 years, we still do not have a lot of time together, and therefore we value the moments, when it’s just the two of us, very much. To me, this is pure happiness.

Few people know, but our relationship, once created “in heaven”, suffered hellish cataclysms. However, we were able to raise it from the ruins. In fact, we were on the verge of a divorce… more than once, in case that calms anyone down. As a result, we came to the ideal scheme of a relationship, which we refer to as “free”. Several times I publicly voiced and stated this fact,  which  caused  obvious  dissatisfaction among the public. “How so, after all, you have children???!!! At least now it makes sense why their children are not similar to each other!” My poor, pathetic subscribers with terrible self-esteem and weak personal relationships declared that a free relationship is not healthy. Oh, how many times do I have to repeat that every person tends to judge from  his own bell tower or to the best of his depravity. A free relationship is not what most people think it is. Our free relationship is based on unquestioning love. Moreover, a free relationship is not an opportunity for a living husband or wife to choose another sexual partner. This is quite different. This is a 2.0 trust level, where LYING is a completely unnecessary measure that has neither meaning nor foundation. What    is it that we can’t say to each other? What is it that we can’t handle?

There is a good phrase from the movie “A Few Good Men”, which is uttered by Jack Nicholson: “You want the truth? Why do you need it if you can’t handle it?” These are golden words. The truth is beneficial only in one case — when both sides are ready for it.

I know that many of my girlfriends, relatives, and even professional journalists (who secretly read my articles) are now digesting the above. I know you’re comparing yourselves with me. And you’re doing the right thing. I know that many of you might even feel upset now, because you understand that “truth” is not the basis of your relationship with your

partner. What a pity. Obviously, everything is in your hands, and any relationship is “doomed” to success only in the case of the truth as the basis of the relationship. This is something to strive for, no matter what.

Anyways, back to my relationship. I want to make everyone happy: I also faced a lie in my relationship. And this lie was our weakness, which we quickly got rid of. Any relationship is a process of getting to know each other. Lying is an integral tool during this process. I don’t know a single family that hasn’t faced a lie at least once. This is normal. It’s almost the same as being poisoned by mushrooms — no one has died from it. Yes,   it was bad, we had to digest it longer, and next time we’d choose which mushrooms we’d take from the forest with more caution. We worked it out, drew conclusions and realized that the mushrooms are only   suitable from the greenhouse, which is clean.

I probably should not brag about how I made my loved one go nuts during the process of getting to know myself. Any lie I tell is always a weakness of spirit and stupidity. Furthermore, it is essential that my partner has always understood this. He knew and still knows that I love him endlessly without any doubts.