Love is currently one of the most common reasons for creating a family, but not the only one.
Families are not just for love. There are also completely random causes – pregnancy. Or need a residence permit. Or age approached. Or in retaliation beloved or beloved. Or the girl wants to run away from parents who don’t consider her as an adult, do not give independence and terrorize … Where would you run? Get married See why and why people create a family Continue reading
If you and I love each other – and we mean the same thing – we successfully answered what love is.
However, when considering the situation with 3 and 4 positions, such self-sufficiency may not be enough. How long can loving each other keep love? How useful and effective will their love be for their children, for the society in which they live? And by the way, if we start to disagree on love – how can we find a common opinion? In short, with all the individuality and diversity of love, it makes sense to speculate about it theoretically. Continue reading
To make peace with a girl and restore a relationship with her, you first need to ask her for forgiveness. Do not know how – learn (for example, at the University of practical psychology), but if you were wrong, you are sorry and ask for forgiveness. If you like a girl, you have more flowers.
At the same time, there are frequent situations when both sides were wrong – you and the girl as well. So, in this case, all the same, we begin by asking for forgiveness, flowers and restoring the relationship. And then – options. If a girl is smart and appreciates you, then after that we discuss her behavior. If a girl is only a girl and does not yet consider it necessary to think, then direct conversation is meaningless. Justice will not be here, it is still inevitable. Earn yourself a different price in the marriage market, become more expensive in the eyes of the girl, and when she really starts to value you, then in case of a quarrel – after a quarrel – you can discuss both your and her behavior. Continue reading