I Can't Find My Soul Mate

The Story

Hello, I know that in today's emancipated world, in which everyone is perceived as a complete person, the concept of a partner would make many people grumble. But I'm looking for and I can't find my half, if we believe Plato, who teaches us that humans (androgynes) were strange creatures, with two heads and four legs, but too strong and powerful. And so, separated from the gods and doomed, each half seeks its own half. I want to believe that I have a partner who also looks for me and waits for me, as I look for him and wait and do not commit to anyone, because nothing frightens me and I do not imagine living with someone I do not like. And my age is passing, and I am already 39, years old, when it is not known whether I will be able to have a child at all. Many people accuse me of being too pretentious and capricious about a woman, a certain age has passed and I should take what is given to me. That is, to throw myself at the first person I meet, if there is one left, and to be grateful that there is one at all. Well, I don't want that kind of life, that would be real torture. Maybe I won't be the first or the last woman to be almost at the end of her life (the ability to give birth) and not die of grief that she won't have children of her own and wonder where she went wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be my equal, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you?

Where do your thoughts go? f. to throw myself at the first person I meet, if there is one left, and to be grateful that there is one at all. Well, I don't want that kind of life, that would be real torture. Maybe I won't be the first or the last woman to be almost at the end of her life (the ability to give birth) and not die of grief that she won't have children of her own and wonder where she went wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be my equal, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you? Where do your thoughts go? f. to throw myself at the first one I meet, if there is one left, and to be grateful that there is one at all. Well, I don't want that kind of life, that would be real torture. Maybe I won't be the first or the last woman to be almost at the end of her life (the ability to give birth) and not die of grief that she won't have children of her own and wonder where she went wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be equal to me, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you?

Where do your thoughts go? I do not want such a life, it would be a real torture. Maybe I won't be the first or the last woman to be almost at the end of her life (the ability to give birth) and not die of grief that she won't have children of her own and wonder where she went wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be equal to me, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you? Where do your thoughts go? I do not want such a life, it would be a real torture. Maybe I won't be the first or the last woman to be almost at the end of her life (the ability to give birth) and not die of grief that she won't have children of her own and wonder where she went wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be my equal, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you? Where do your thoughts go? that he would not have children of his own and wonder where he had gone wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one?

He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be my equal, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you? Where do your thoughts go? that he would not have children of his own and wonder where he had gone wrong. I couldn't find him, he's gone, he's gone, the one I should have met a long, long time ago. Where is he and is there one? He who understands me, let me not explain to him what I wanted to say, because he will know, he will feel me. The one who shares my interests, who will be equal to me, who will help and support me, as I will him. Where are you? Where do your thoughts go?

Last Updated
August 23, 2020
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