Strong stress due to having to move to another city and a new job (I am taking a long time to adapt), and on top of everything, my sister is getting married. And what does that mean? She's marrying MY boyfriend.

Among my acquaintances, there are many who have risen from the very bottom. Now they are artists, producers, choreographers, businessmen, stylists, architects, and so on. Only those who have always claimed that everything is bought and that it’s not worth even trying have not been able to rise.

Once in my youth, I happened to stay out with friends until the public transport stopped running. But I needed to get home! We decided to take a taxi, but there was no money for it. Thankfully, my friends helped me by giving me a pile of small coins—the little that was left in everyone's wallets. Students... It was barely enough, but it sufficed. I got into the taxi and handed the driver the money. The driver sighed heavily, looked at the pile of coins, and... gave everything back to me. "I won’t get richer from this, girl; I’ll take you for free," he said. I couldn't believe my ears! At first, I was scared that he would take me somewhere and do something bad. But no, he honestly took me home. I am still grateful to that driver.

I’ve always been curious: how do disgusting people live... You know, the really disgusting ones! How do they touch another person's body, how do they have sex, buy lingerie, how do they choose food, and the kids? That's diapers, cleaning noses, ears, constipation, diarrhea, and spitting up... How do they live with all of this?!

I've watched all sorts of horror movies and now I'm scared to walk past the mirror at night in the dark. I'm afraid to look out the window at night. I'm afraid to hang my arm or leg over the bed. I won't even mention the shower stall! I rub the doors with a soapy sponge so they won't fog up and I can see everything. And so: I'm afraid to go to rural toilets — down there, someone is sitting and will definitely pull me in... I have two adult children.

Two months ago, I was at my parents' house and accompanied my mom to a woman for wax. She told me, "Your current husband is living day by day, and you don't know anything. Be careful, because he has debts... Run, girl, before it's too late! And be wary of the woman from whom you are renting an apartment — she is very bad, never take anything from her hands!" I got home, and it turned out that my husband had accumulated a lot of debts. And the landlady came for the money and said, "Oh, I've brought you some cookies!" - and handed them to me.

Everyone thinks I married for financial security with a well-off guy. In reality, when we met, he had lost his job and was receiving unemployment benefits. Over the years of living together, he has received an education, a good job, and is also running his own business.

I had a very sick grandfather who sat at home all the time. He had lost a lot of weight and had acquired a huge bouquet of diseases. My family and I would flinch every time grandma called, fearing we would hear that he had died. One night, I went to wash my face. I didn’t close the door, leaving a small crack. And when I rinsed off the leftover foam, I saw in the mirror that grandfather was standing right behind the door and smiling at me. I was startled, and I stood with my eyes closed for about a minute. I woke my relatives up, and we called grandma. She went to check, but she couldn't wake grandfather up anymore...

The doctor prescribed injections. Due to constant busyness and the inability to go to the clinic, almost everyone has given me injections. Out of 20 injections, there were only two huge bruises: when my mom, a nurse, did it and when my friend, a doctor, did. All the others were done by people without medical education.