also some sporting interest on my part. But now it’s not about him.
I tried, and still do, to live in such a way that my thoughts are not occupied by questions: what to eat and where to sleep.
I want all my material needs to be solved forever.
While they would tell me “Your help is needed in Africa, people are dying there,” I would get a couple of million, buy tickets, book a hotel, purchase the necessary medicine in the required volume and fly.
Tell the average inhabitant of the earth this now?
Firstly, he will expect that some philanthropist will, of course, pay for his travel, accommodation, food, and insurance. Plus, of course, he will give you all the medications.
Secondly, having learned that the responsibility lies solely with him, he will begin to be indignant that how is it that he is not sponsored, and where the state is looking.
Thirdly, he won’t even hesitate to find these couple of millions and vouch for them, to repay this debt in the future.
Do you see why it is worth striving for financial independence?
To at least raise my head.
To completely forget about the issues of food and housing.
I don’t know who, but someone definitely benefits from people not interfering in the important affairs of the Earth. They need the people to live so poorly that all their thoughts are enough for are thoughts on how to survive, how to provide themselves and their family with their daily bread.
It is not in their interest for you to take the time to reason, learn, or help others on a massive scale.
You may not believe me, but read my example with Africa again. What would you do?
If you are inspired by my idea and dream of financial independence, I congratulate you.
There is nothing wrong with earning millions with your mind and then spending them however you want. New dresses, islands, cayenne. All this can easily turn into helping people if you want. The fact is that you will already have this, and you will be able to snap your fingers so that the money raised from the sale of your next Maybach goes to the construction of a training center for children, for example.
Strive for freedom. Raise your heads. Inhale the rarefied air.
Financial insolvency, the musty air that a bowed head breathes — this is the lot of the majority, and it doesn’t matter whether you are a man or a woman.
Did I touch on a difficult topic?
Well, relax already. I don't want to burden anyone. We saw ourselves, realized something, it’s already great.
Let's move on.
Oh, I can already see how you’ve shrunk. I don’t like this topic myself. The corners of the lips straight up towards the neck from hostility. Disgust for such things is normal, why doesn’t it arise at the moment of coitus?
Have you ever thought about it?
How often have you asked your sexual partners: “do you have a certificate that you are healthy?”
Oh, this is certainly very exciting. I can see it straight away. You are both so wound up, and suddenly: “What if he has ureaplasma?”
Ewww. I throw up my brushes.
Nobody wants to ruin such a moment. We all think that a condom will save us.
Latex, I tell you, sometimes breaks.
And even more so, a candle, cap or coil will not protect against STDs.
Hormones don't do this either.
Can you imagine how much we would have saved on health, nerves and money on treatment if we had asked in time: “Do you have a certificate?” And not just any, but the freshest.
HPV, by the way, is not HIV, in case anyone is scared. Although be afraid of him too. HPV is such a nasty thing that causes condylomas, papillomas to grow on your genitals and, worse, causes cervical cancer.
Girls, I studied at medical college and university for seven damn years, and forgive me for my French, I call a spade a spade, without worrying about your lovely ears and eyes.
But since you are reading this book, you should stop gagging and gain strength to finish reading this chapter. She's not the nicest.
Ureaplasmosis is an infectious disease that may not manifest itself for years until a woman discovers that she cannot become pregnant. Like any infection, it causes low-grade inflammation in the vagina and genitals in general, which interferes with the normal course of pregnancy.
Luckily, I discovered everything earlier. At the medical college we were sent to take tests, or rather they were strongly recommended.
They did this correctly, doctors are the same students, which means promiscuity, alcohol and drugs. Just kidding, it’s just that doctors are more vigilant in this regard and should set an example for the rest of the population. More enlightened, I would even say.
So, at the dermatovenerological dispensary, and it was there that they accepted me under an insurance policy, I learned several different things.
The first thing is that a male gynecologist is no worse than a female gynecologist is also unpleasant.
The second thing is to find out that your defloration turned out to be even worse than you thought. Not only that, the yard dog followed you half the way instead of the guy who was supposed to accompany you. There are also two infectious diseases.
I put my palm to my face with annoyance.
At twenty years old, I learned about the consequences of an event four years ago, and I was surprised.
You know he wasn't dirty. What’s more, you couldn’t tell from his appearance whether he was sick with something. He was an ordinary guy, like everyone else.
Moreover, as I later learned in college, the frequency of ureaplasmosis and human papillomatosis virus
