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The error in women

have read When I was following, I had but very smile and can not now other than my dear readers to annoy them; -)

When God was in the process created the woman, he was already in its sixth overtime.

an angel appeared and asked, "Why are you spending because so much time?"

said to God? "Have you seen this information you must be completely washable, but not plastic, must have over 200 movable parts, all of which can be replaced and her body must be performed even when it only with diet cola and a Tic Tac-fed. You must have a lap on the four children can sit at the same time, they must have a kiss, heal everything - from a scraped knee to a broken heart -. And this will make everything with only two hands "

The Angel was surprised about the claim "Only two hands? And the standard model? This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to make ready for them. "

" I will not, "protested God." I'm so close, this creation is so close to my heart to manufacture. You can heal yourself already AND can work 18 hours a day. "

The angel moved closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, God."

"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."

"If they can think," asked the angel.

replied God, "you will think not only be able to discuss and negotiate, you can be .... better than a man"

The angel then noticed something, reached out his hand and touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you at once that this is too much work for one day."

"This is not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!"

"For what is the tear?" asked the angel.

God replied: "The tear is her way with which she can express her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride."

The angel was impressed: "God you're a genius You think of all women are truly amazing.!."

Yes, they really are! Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens but they hold happiness, love and happiness within. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe. They stand up against injustice. You not take "no" if they think that there is a better answer. You go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally.

you cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member. They are strong, even if they think that there is no way out. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart

women there are in all shapes, sizes and colors. They would go to you, fly, walk or run, just to show how much they care about you. A woman's heart is what makes the world a beautiful place. They bring joy, love and hope. They have compassion and ideals.

give their friends and family moral support. Women have important things to say and do everything!

Anyway ... when there is a flaw in women, it is that they forget what they are worth.

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only nice

These two words I could hear again, after I had fallen quite heavily in the person who gives to me recently, these words contain.

It is painful to hear that man is "only" sympathetic and otherwise no feelings arising out of their opponent. I get the grade back tears when I'm writing this off so strange as it may, I even enjoy.

If someone has opened and this man can in his heart, that is something very soulful, can hardly reach a different feeling.

love and pain - this is not just a song of doctors, but also something that really belong together: Love is in pain.

This is an eternal cycle, just like life and death and how death is part of life, the pain is always to love and therefore we are all masochistic. For without this masochism, we expose probably never more than once that pain. The first love would be the only and I would be really sad.

As I said before, I enjoy this pain right now even, but not because I was particularly masochistic, but because it is all that is left over from this love. All that is this wonderful feeling exists does indeed hurt now, but the memory of it at the same time beautiful. Because the pain is yes only because people are reminded of the good times they spend together and those times were as pleasant and as I also revel, along with the pain, through these wonderful memories and enjoy the time again.

arise definitely in tears that are a bit more just to do so. But I do anyway in the eternal love. Love can only be "forever" would be when died early. So I'm probably subconsciously always been prepared to this point in time where love is in pain.

And now I wonder if maybe this is exactly my problem. I am by this unconscious preparation did not allow the situation in something greater than a short sharp affair?
sheeting I myself the great love, as I am already beginning to prepare mentally prepared that it eventually comes to an end?

Maybe. But what I can change it even if this is so?

then I expect an answer. Rather, I would like to show others that it always goes on and who knows, one day may come after all the bells ;-)

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1001 knowledge to the New Year

There are probably thousands and thousands of paradoxes in this universe. However, I notice right away just straight from the grandfather, and of course the one, which I do on New Year's could / had to.

I and a friend were guests at the group chat company, in which we both also get involved. From there I received many positive comments about my appearance and like I said before, this will work for me also always negative, and this time even after quite strong. Why was it so strongly this time was, one probably in my emotional world that was just a little upside down or to the drugs (beer, champagne, etc.) that are taken on New Years Eve.

I know absolutely nothing, but when I got only some of these again amazed and super nice compliment and I looked at it briefly after the umpteenth toilet in the mirror, I asked myself as much as never before. I'm really a woman?

Yes. I am one. So clearly this is incredible as it seems to me at once. For years I have been told to be a man, for years I forced myself to accept it, live, to BE. But I could never really clear, at least not in everyday life among strangers. Acquaintances and friends took me, as I was. But actually I was not. I did not exist and this was the reason that I am whenever possible refuge in fantasy worlds. Books were initially and from the first PC there were of course the game worlds, which forced me to reality and thus escape from myself.
Digression: This was also a theme in the New Year's group, as many flee from us in such worlds, or in the work to escape reality and its apparent hopelessness.

Among friends, I was so well accepted as I was .... even though I was only partially successful, but this is still better than among strangers, be it on the train or at the mall, where I will do no more. I did what I had there and disappeared. The less contact you have with people, the less can notice that, you're different. And be different, was (and still is) particularly in the school absolutely lethal for social interaction.

So I gradually understand my past better. Among friends, I was probably as 30-50% I myself among strangers, however well-maximum 10%. People notice immediately if they have a bad actor in front of him and so I was one. I was trying to sell something, which I was not convinced and that I was, I as a man is only thanks to good luck but it was always kind of forward in my life.

But this shows me again and again, how wrong-headed, respectively, this world is our society. If we are finally free in our thinking (or at least try to begin to think for yourself), then we would almost certainly accept that there may be women / girls with penis, as natural men / boys with vulva.

If this had been already so, as I grew up, my life would have been entirely different, almost certainly less depressed. But I will not complain, but rather be grateful that I am at least finally arrived in myself and I am now back to focus on other things.

I wish every person that he can recognize and accept himself. That it is recognized by its environment and thus ultimately may experience real happiness.

I wish you all a great 2010