I admire women who once....

            I admire women who once cease to cry and commit some kind of "disgrace": they change their job, they start a new lover, fundamentally "different from others," go to hell, or go boobs, no matter, most importantly, they change. And in this regard, again, amused by the reaction of others. You will be surprised, but not everyone is delighted that the poor woman is no longer crying. Such a field for activity was lost, it could be comforted, patronized, despised, and now what? At first they will ask: "Are you happy? Are you sure? Is that what you wanted? Maybe, you are mistaken? "And then, if she persists in her happiness, people will condemn her for betraying her past.