Diary of my actions

  Winter is a special time of year that fascinates with its magic. When nature plunges into tranquility, winter gives us unique moments that inspire and enchant.      What is its beauty? 1. Fabulous landscapes Winter turns ordinary streets, parks and forests into real paintings. Frost on the trees, snow-covered hills and snow glistening in the sun are awe-inspiring. This natural beauty is a great source of inspiration for photographers, artists and writers. 2. Warmth in cold weather Nothing warms the soul like the comfort of home: a warm blanket, hot tea or cocoa, and a favorite book. Winter is a time when we appreciate moments of closeness with our loved ones more. 3. Festive mood Winter is a time of holidays that bring people together. Festive lights, decorated Christmas trees, aromas of gingerbread cookies and tangerines create a unique atmosphere of joy and expectation of a miracle. 4. Moments for yourself Winter ...

Recently, I've been catching myself thinking more and more often: “What's wrong with me?”. I don't have any serious problems, life seems to be fine, but something inside me is bothering me. Constant fatigue, unwillingness to communicate with people, problems with sleep, a feeling of apathy... And most importantly, I can't find an explanation for this state. At first, I attributed it to simple fatigue. Well, we all feel sometimes exhausted, don't we? But days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. And then I realized that it was more than just a “bad mood.” Symptoms that are hard to ignore Feeling emotionally devastated. Even joyful events do not bring pleasure. Everything seems to become gray, colorless. Fatigue that does not disappear. I sleep enough, but still feel exhausted. Irritability over trifles. Small problems become huge. And here it's not about the circumstances, but about the inner state. Loss of moti...

  I have always wondered: what is the magic of the winter holidays? As a child, I never thought about it, but now that I'm 29 years old, this question comes up again before Christmas. Let's try to figure out what this magic is. And for this I will return to my childhood.    I was born into an ordinary family as the second daughter. We lived as a big family: my grandparents, my father, my mother, my older sister and me. We were not poor, but we did not live in luxury either. Nobody gave us gifts for nothing. To get something, you had to earn it and work hard. The only exception was birthdays, although even then the gifts were modest.    But everything changed when December came. The first snow, the first pre-holiday days created a sense of magic. St. Nicholas Day was a special holiday in our family. Usually, if you were good, you would find a gift and goodies under your pillow. But if you behaved badly, you would get a whipping. One day I got a canin...