Concordo plenamente com a Nicolle... Em momentos difíceis o casal deverá estar mais unido que nunca. E manter viva a interacção que o mantém coeso.

Quando um dos membros do casal se isola, acontece um pouco como uma molécula que se dissocia... Ao o fazer deixa de ser molécula, deixa de ser casal...

Para manter viva essa ligação, essa coesão, é fundamental manter viva a comunicação a duas vias, a verdadeira partilha mútua de energia... nos bons e maus momentos...


Por mais negro que seja o cenário, posso ainda deixar palavras de esperança...

Quando um elemento se isola, comprometendo a coesão da estrutura química ou sentimental onde se integrara, há sempre forma de reactivar a ligação...
Aquilo que os unira originalmente não é uma força do acaso. É seguramente um sentir que, de uma forma ou de outra, ainda ali está... mesmo que através de um pulsar distante nos confins do firmamento...

Vejo que a caríssima confreira tudo tem feito em prol de tal coesão. Espero sinceramente que consiga abrir o tão necessário canal de comunicação, revitalizando a vossa união...

Bem sei que tal esforço requer por vezes uma quantidade imensa de energia. Estarei então aqui eu, bem como todos aqueles que lhe querem bem, disponível para lha transmitir...

Dou-lhe toda a força, todo o apoio, para que, continuando a irrigar o coração da sua pessoa amada, este volte a desabrochar... e com ele, a vossa relação...


Muitos beijinhos e um abraço imenso

Um pouquinho offtopic, mas um excelente texto, embora longo. Recomenda-se a leitura:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/ ... tionships6

It's not so much that we have to make a million choices; more that, having chosen, we are haunted by the possibility that our choices might be wrong.

As a result, we frequently try to avoid choosing at all, as if it might be possible somehow to have a full-time job, and children, and a good relationship, and friends, and a tidy house, and be thin, and wear the right clothes, and eat in the right restaurants, and possibly be having a really sexy affair as well, complete with suitable underwear... the more we achieve, the more the horizons of achievement stretch away. And we're completely strung out and not actually doing anything properly. We manage on a knife-edge, the whole edifice in permanent danger of collapse. Women are 10 times more likely to be severely depressed than they were 50 years ago, twice as likely as men.

If you actually ask women what makes them happy, they're quite likely to say 'sex', or 'eating' or a 'cold bottle of sauvignon blanc' because sensual pleasures are still as available as they ever were. But the woman who told me that happiness was 'sitting on the sofa with my husband' seemed to be imagining a different quality of experience altogether.

We are in competition with women, and we're in competition with men, and it's exhausting - and, if we pause to think about it for a minute, often ugly and demeaning. It's also a no-win situation, because there will always be someone more competent or beautiful and, in an age of global media, they're in our kitchens and sitting rooms, the Nicola Horlicks and Angelina Jolies. 'We know that using your appearance in terms of sheer sexiness is barking up the wrong tree in terms of your mental health,' says Oliver James, who deplores the recent move towards what he calls 'the ladette legitimation of women using physical desirability in all sorts of ways'.

Love and friendship score highly on all tests of what makes people happy, although love is obviously also capable of making people very unhappy. When it goes well, love satisfies both the desire for self-fulfilment (love is a search for the self, to the very bottom) and the sometimes contradictory desire for recognition, approval and endorsement of identity. Lesley Garner believes that the kind of love that lasts 'is completely non-negotiable. It's never considering that there's an alternative. It's the ability to get cross without ever falling out. And it's about being more stricken by anxiety for the other person than for yourself.'

WK amei Parabens...


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