At the age of seven there were screams at home. You kept quiet and waited for it to be over.
Thirty years have passed. The interlocutor is talking nonsense, and you are still silent and waiting.
For a seven-year-old, it was the only real thing. The head still lives according to the old map, so "unite" and "continue" do not work.
In a difficult moment no one chooses anything. The mind takes the best of what is there.
A tired, frightened and lonely man sees two doors in front of him. The same person, but rested, with money in his account and a friend he can call at two in the morning, sees ten.
A bad life often consists not of bad decisions, but of the same best decision made a thousand times under the same conditions.
There is no better choice. But to make sure there is plenty to choose from is fine.
Why is this not an excuse and what to do if there are only two doors, read on the "About the Company" channel.
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