Life is Beautiful! But for many it is beautiful up to a certain point. Or rather, until the moment there are plans. The other day a very interesting lady visited me, with her permission I will write almost everything that happened between us. I hope you can use this material in your work. To be honest, I am always interested in clients where the situation or feelings are close to mine. And then I completely immerse myself in the process, and it becomes not so much profitable financially, but profitable emotionally and professionally. Imagine, a lady, about 60 years old. A hat with a huge brim, red patent leather boots, red lipstick, a cheerful smile, beautiful flowing speech, a kind of devilry in the eyes. In a word - very good. The first few minutes of getting to know her, I admired her. Her. She said that she raised three sons and a daughter, whom she gave birth to in adulthood, or rather at 47. She said how she loved her, and how she loves her now, how different she was from the boys, how good she is now, and how good it is that in general she appeared. But that’s not what she came for at all. Her goal is not to brag, but to smoothly approach the issue that worries her. And she was worried about the problem of living a life and not wanting to live anymore. And this is not a protest. She just did everything she wanted and didn’t want to invent any more activities for herself. She said so: “I don’t want to bother myself with coming up with a life scenario. I’m tired of thinking “What to do tomorrow.” And I just want to tell this to someone To someone who doesn’t want to criticize me. Who doesn’t need to convince me. And I assure you that I don’t want to end my life on my own. I just need to be heard to the end. I’ve been afraid of something all my life: for the children. , for myself, for my husband, for the words I spoke, for the money, for the education of my children, now for my grandchildren. But I don’t want to worry anymore. I’m tired of holding my banner high. I’m tired of being worthy. I no longer have the strength to carry this hat with dignity.” Wow! What words! I listened to her with my mouth open. It was a wonderful story. Honest, frank, with lofty words from the heart. I understood what she meant. I knew what she was talking about. She wasn't lying. She simply walked with dignity, but her pace slowed down. And she didn't want to see it. She wanted to stay "in the hat". Great session. A wonderful, bright person. With great strength, and many weaknesses. Great meeting. Many thoughts.