hich may be never come to true.. for all hard work people do just for surviving.. and they are rare find themselves and as life goes they are loosing this inner child in them and becoming cynical.. not matter if they "Made it "( Have money ) or they "Not made it" - working for a little to provide on table
By the way in Russia we never have had this concept - you make it or you do not make it
word Loser I heard only in states for very first time.
I am very selective whom I am friend with

here no need worry about me - people do think I am snobby - but I am just know what I can handle and what I can not absolutely .
You advice to me about long term relationship - do not look for perfection- can be understood in many ways- Perfection for me does not mean that he is perfect .. Ian not naive girl - I am a woman with rich life experience- was married and have had amazing lovers in my life

Raised two wonderful famous kids
and yet kept this girlish looks and body and spirit.
yet now I firm know how to avoid to be hurt.
I do not look for perfection - I do look in man in in relationship ability to say myself, so he would understand me who I am - and would not try to change me yet would help me to do what I like to do.. person who would share with me my passions and I be able to share his passions - so to speak we gave space to each other and rights to be individuals.
As being Russian - you possibly even do not have idea what I went through with American men - those who do believe that they know better. teaching life, American customs and yet themselves never even were out to travel to other world cultures - or if they went out of states - they went in firm believe that Americans know it better They call me names.. they put me down with criticism - you, I think saw a post on board - GG again told me that I need hop plane to Russia .. and he never met me yet he feels that he has right to say so.
You said I need stop look for perfection? I am just looking for ability to stay alive and stay a person I am .
Do not loose myself, my individuality my ability to love people and world. I do recover very very fast form any
offenses and any disappointments - as a plant - as mother nature- as a tree which can t be killed by frozen winter.. every year at spring it is again blooming ..
You, possible know and yourself - you I am sure met those people who can not overcome one - two personal disappointments in life - personal relationship went badly twice and those people are damaged for the rest of the life mistrusting and not able to enjoy new ones - always bringing in to new - OLD bad.poison.
I am not one of them
Even worth - in states I met so many people who keep and keep and keep talking about childhood abuse, some rape which took place 20 years ago .. and use it as an excuse to loose their lives now - drinking, doing drugs .. not raising own kids - crying at age of 35 about childhood problems abandon her own child - yet have energy to party.
Do I want to be around those and be friends with them?
I am not snobby when I say - NO . I just do not have common interests. Why to spend life for nothing?
Any way .. by some reasons I want to share now one poem by Serg Esenin..It is long poem
I love how he let his woman to be happy and without him in her life .. yet in states I hear lyrics of songs
" I do not care where you from what you done AS LONG AS YOU LOVE ME " ..and when love is gone - man would make an attempt to DESTROY her. .. Not just in states .. you know opera and āManon Lescautā.. so .. yo aid - do not look for perfection - I do look fro someone who would not destroy me as min

yet help to build what I want to build.
"Letter to a woman"
You remember,
Of course, you remember
How I stood
With my back to the wall
While you paced the room in a temper
And many a sharp word
Let fall.
You said:
It was high time we parted,
My mad life
Was torturing you
Youād work to do and had to start on it,
While Iād slide on down
To my doom.
Beloved!
You did not love me,
Didnāt you know: in the milling crowd
I was like a horse driven to fury
By spurs, and foaming at the mouth.
You didnāt know:
In the thick smoke,
In the turmoil of life swiftly spreading
What tortured me was I didnāt know
Where our ship of fate was headingā¦.
Face to face
You canāt see the features.
You need distance to see what is great.
When the ocean surface is seething
The shipās a pitiful state.
The earth is a ship!
But suddenly someone
Determined new horizons should be won,
Headed straight for the raging hurricane,
Streered the ship unswervingly on.
And was there a man among us on deck
Who did not stumble, start swearing and puke?
Few were the men of experience
Who stood their ground when all heaven shook.
Then did I too
In the terrible din,
Though knowing well what I was doing,
Go down into the hold of the ship
Not to witness the passengers spewing.
The shipās hold was
A Russian tavern
And over a glass I bent low
So, by sight of woe not saddened,
I could go to the dogs
In a drunken glow.
Beloved!
I caused you heartache and pain.
Weary-eyed
On my antics you gazed,
Seeing me time and time and again
Wasting my talent on wild escapades.
But you didnāt know:
In the thick smoke,
In the turmoil of life that was spreading
What tortured me was
I didnāt know
Where our ship was headingā¦.
In a different way Iām thinking, feeling.
When toasts are powered I rise and say:
āPraise be to the man whoās steering!ā
Today by tender feelings impelled
Your grieving weariness I remembered
And now
Iām hastening to tell you
What I was then
And I am at present!
Beloved!
Iāve glad news of success:
Iāve not slipped down that slope so hazardous.
Now in the land of the Soviets
I am the keenest fellow-traveller.
Iām not the same chap
I was then.
Youāll have no cause, as before,
To cavil.
Iād gladly bear the freedom flag.
Of labour right to the English Channel.
Forgive meā¦.
You too have changed, I know ā
You have a husband
Whoās serious, clever;
You donāt need our old imbroglio
And you are better off
Without me altogether.
Live
As your own star has decreed,
To new destinations your way wending.
Greetings from one who shall ever esteem
Your memory,
S e r g e i E s e n i