Coffee and therapy for lovesickness

Enjoying a cup of coffee is simply great, especially when we share it with friends, with whom we usually last a while without talking except on our cell phones.

I have understood that when we become adults, we dedicate ourselves to our home, our daily tasks and so the time passes and it takes us a while to meet with our friends, because usually our free schedules do not coincide and many times when we are free we prefer to rest at home.

 
I don't know about you, but it happens to me frequently and it's not that I don't like to share or have friends, but rather it's that many times I feel that the day is not enough and when I have free time I like it to be for me.

I don't deny that sharing with my friends is something I also enjoy a lot and when we do it we enjoy it to the fullest, because we are already in another stage of our lives, where we have babies, jobs, houses and even husbands to try to understand.

And having a partner is something worthy of a coffee, the one who has a partner, the one who doesn't have one, the one who doesn't want one and the one who has two. A coffee will always be a good companion to destroy them ha, ha, ha, ha. And at the same time to unburden with our friends our anecdotes and share theirs.

 

I am usually the psychologist of the group, I learn quickly from the experiences of others and even my own and I give very wise advice, and I am always requested by my friends to release all the possible poisons and I tell them that we have had to make coffee on several occasions, during their unburdening.

Sip by sip I listen to them, I let them free themselves and I give them advice that they can use to live as a couple and not die trying and it is not that I am the expert in relationships, but I am quick to know when something does not suit me and how the human being can self-destruct or overcome obstacles as they are presented.

That is why I am always the therapist of the group, and this time was no exception. I was requested since yesterday to “tame a beast”, well that's what her husband told me, to go and tame his beast ha, ha, ha, ha. As if I were the pet charmer ha, ha, ha, ha.

 
My demands were, how can they not pay me and I know that it will take more than two hours, that they had enough coffee and cookies and that in the end they would listen to my advice, because they know what I will tell them out of good sense and not what they want to hear.

Sometimes our worst mistake is to only want to listen to what justifies our actions and when we realize that this is not the case, we begin to see everything in a different way. I say what I consider in a logical way, without being biased for either, because in the end I appreciate them both, I told them I would make a publication of them and how I serve as their home therapist and how we run out of coffee so fast in listening to both sides.

Luckily, they had no problem with me posting this experience on my blog, but he didn't want to take pictures because he hadn't cut his hair hahaha.

 
It's great to see how we can serve as an example for other people who are even older than us and how they value my advice, they both know I'm impartial and it's up to them to listen to me or not, luckily they value my advice and my friend makes the coffee just the way I like it. Hahaha.

So if you haven't had to listen to a couple of friends complain for hours, while drinking several cups of coffee, you don't know what it's like to live. So cheers to porcelain cups.

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