Did I give it to that? When I wanted happiness, but it turned out as always

How not to clink in a relationship? What if you are, on the one hand, a trembling and delicate doe, and on the other - indomitable Harley Quin? Under which hem to hide your eggs and is it worth doing at all? How to figure out who to be with? Why are you doing different garbage, instead of being happy?

Imagine that you found someone else's diary, and in it - just as you read to yourself. Cheating, dependent relationships similar to hell love, loneliness, fears, doubts, throwing. Real stories about what is inconvenient, ashamed, scary to discuss.

In your hands - the theory and practice of leaving the love... Well, you understand where.