[000:00:00;00] bike, i decided to roll down this steep slope, but it’s simply impossible, it’s so cool there, this steep climb is so incredible , well, this is the first impression, and of course, this open space, which probably gave birth to sergei alexandrovich’s lines there my dear russia, huts in the robes of the image, no end in sight, only si... doesn’t suck his eyes, well, we went there many times, once there was a wonderful incident, we went there with andrei gegorovich bitov, and he sat down next to church, a pebble you know well, he sits, meditates also, yes, 5 minutes pass 10, he still sits, 40 minutes pass, something happened, we come up, touch him so carefully, and he looks up and says: this is how you wake up

as an elementary school teacher in konstantinov and then we went to drink tea in the house of the landowner kashnoy, which has now become the house, the house of the literary museum of anna snegina, this is one of the first museums of literary characters in russia and met the main curator of konstantinov, lidiya alekseevna arkhipova, so we sat on the balcony in the museum - that means this is just the museum of anna snegina, the former estate of kashina, so we sat and talked and our actor friends were there too, and there weren’t enough stools to read poetry, because everyone wanted to, so to speak, climb in and something like that having understood about russia here, well, we’re having a conversation, it means we’re having a cup of tea, and lydia alekseevna suddenly says to us: do you remember this story, that there was some kind

of ring that the empress wore... we say: well, yes, we remember in our memories a ring with an emerald, so, well, sort of, so what? no one saw it, no one heard it, she says, this is reality, the legend becomes reality , there is a ring, we say how this cannot happen, in great amazement, well, in fact , the history of this ring is that, so to speak, let’s begin the suleds, yes, the first world war began in the year fourteen, everyone began to be called up to the front in the year sixteen , but through, so to speak, with the help of defenders, assistants, and so on, he did not get to the front line, thanks to rasputin, well, thanks to various people, so to speak, well-wishers, mainly rasputin, he served as an orderly in tsarsko-selo military sanitary train 143, her imperial majesty , empress alexandra fedorn, in that sixteenth year it is known that he went to

morfmarinskaya... an amateur who went to elizabeth feodorovna, and there he also received from her expensive gifts, the gospel from the library, the icon of sergius of radnizhsky, who these memorials are now kept in the museum, we know, yes, and we saw them when we visited there, so to speak, this icon and here in the sixteenth year on the name day of maria feodorovna dowager empress and grand duchess maria nikolaevna. a concert was organized in the fedorovsky town, where there was an infirmary, where yesenin was, so to speak, assigned, and yesenin was invited there, among other famous people, to perform at this concert, so he read poetry, read his russia, maybe some kind of then, sergei petrovich, do you remember a fragment from the repertoire that

sergei alexandrovich read then? well, could he? read probably the same poems that he read to the block, let’s say, play with play taglyanochka, raspberry mikha, come out to meet the kokolitsa, the beauty of the groom, the heart glows with basques, the birch tree burns in it, i play the taglyanochka, about those eyes, you see, and this is what it is, or it smells like loose, masturbated, there is kvass at the doorstep, two lines, and it’s already clear what wonderful food the peasants had, drochon is a very tasty food, i often visited the village as a child, every morning, it’s lard, potatoes, onions and many, many broken eggs, not eggs, but an omelette with milk, mixed eggs were poured, this was the jerking off, even with kvass, what are you talking about, but the memories

concern. russia, and he noticed that the empress, after reading these poems, told him that, sad, sad poems, very beautiful, but sad, and he answered her that this is all of our russia, for this speech, which made a strong impression, yesenin was given gold watch, empress, alexandra feodorovna, but the gold watch did not reach him, according to the version, it remained in the pocket of a certain colonel loman, who was then the commandant of the infirmary in the fedorsky town, but a ring with an emerald, which was also awarded, nevertheless reached him, he received it. it is interesting that in fact there was such a tradition of a salary from the emperor, for some merits, a cultural figure, namely persney, yes, for example, there,

karamziin received a ring for the history of the russian state, gnedich for translating the iliad, which means zhukovsky, for all the merits and upbringing of the tsaravich, yes, these rings, by the way, they were entered into the form, the official was considered a separate award, simpler than a ring, not with diamonds, but well here with more simple stones, a simple pebble, yes, but in any case, so to speak, one way or another, yesey was on the ring, but no one had ever seen him, and he somehow didn’t talk about it, maybe in soviet times there was no need was to advertise, so to speak, imperial gifts, maybe so , but i have a feeling that he didn’t really like jewelry, not in any of the photographs, no, rings, yes, he has a bow tie, a top hat, he has a pipe, he has a cigarette there are, but such things, they are usually, if you love, yes, then you

are somehow trying to show, here you need a couple words to say, on july 17 , 1916, when yesein was serving in the hospital as a medical officer, he was called here... day after day on the night of the 17th they would be brutally killed in the basement of the epatiev house in the city of yekaterinburg, and here they arrived, four

slender, thin ones in white clothes well, birches, birches, and he greets with a welcoming poem in the god's glow the sunset effervescent and foamy, white birches burning in their crowns greets my poem, youthful meekness in their tender hearts, where those are not pale and sorrowful torments, and not to the one who went to suffer for us, they stretch out their royal hands, blessing their future life for an hour, on a white bed, in the bright brilliance of light, the one whose life they want to return is sobbing, the walls of the infirmary tremble with pity, which is constricting their chest, pulling them ever closer with an irresistible hand to where death puts its seal on the forehead, oh, pray,

saint magdalene, for their fate, you are watching the podcast precious stories, i am its host, ekaterina varkan. people's artist of the russian federation sergei petrovich nikanenko supports me today. and we are talking about sergei senin, interesting things that accompanied him life. we continue our conversation about the ring, here is ledia alekseevna, we are still sitting, drinking tea on the balcony, and so she says that just imagine, a few years ago, well, when this museum of anna snegina was already being organized, news suddenly appeared about , that not far from konstantinov there is, so to speak, this ring, this ring was brought by a second cousin, maria konotopova, yesenin’s second cousin, and said that in the twenty-fourth year, yesenin came to

konstantinovo and went for a walk in a klepik, introduce himself, so to speak, in full glory, and passed by the village of kobylinko, where maria lived, it turned out that maria was getting married, he didn’t have a gift, and he... didn’t know him, but on the other hand he could get rid of it, because you can’t wear it, you can’t show it off, you know, yes, that’s it. of the royal right hand, so we took a photograph of this ring, that is, this is practically the first photograph, amateur quality is not very good, but it is just on those pianos, which means that an examination was carried out there, naturally, there is a coat of arms there royal family, the crown of a royal, well, imperial master, but unfortunately, the emerald turned out to be chrysoprase, but for us this is a ring... so to speak, well, okay, yes, well, not such an expensive stone, yes, but for us it is

absolutely not has no meaning, because what matters is the fact itself, the discovery of this amazing thing from a memorial thing in the hands of yesenina, yes, maybe he carried it in his pocket along with kukish, you know, my god, my god, in fact, this cabachon cut, round, is usually just they make not very high-quality stones to hide... the cracks may therefore not be immediately determined, so to speak, well, it’s emerald or chorisoprase, but the examination determined, everything was confirmed, so in fact, maria ivanovna lived a long life, in ninety-three year she came to the museum and offered this ring to the museum, and some collectors found out and offered money, but she said that she still wanted this thing to be in the museum, she sold it for some funny... money, as

they told me then, two or three kilograms, sterlet, price, well, even now it’s more expensive to erase, but in principle it would be enough for you and me to rummage through our pockets, but we still saved time, technological progress saved for us another such miracle, but besides, so to speak, some that are convenient for us things who dared, did for... his voice at the beginning of the 20th century, who dared in the middle of the century, took photographs, yes, but strictly speaking, yesenin still made several recordings, we know with you, yes, my favorite recording is the monologue of the flapper from pugachev’s poem, and now we have this opportunity listen to sergei alexandrovich perform it, it makes a strong impression, i warn viewers who have not heard, yes.

crazy, mad, bloody mute, what are you , death or healing collection, lead me, take me to him, i want to see this man, i have been looking for your smart man for three days and three nights. the clouds of the north have fallen like a pile of stones, on the right, he is not even peter, the black man loves him, the riot of judas, i have been wandering along the paths for three days and three nights, calling luck with my eyes,

the wind has blown my hair like straw... toppled and with flails the rain made me faint, but the embittered heart will never get lost, this head of neck, it’s not easy to knock down, orrenburg halls, red-haired camel, enlightened zhanyala, unthrown milk, cold, prickly, sweep postma, i ate like bread with a emaciated century, prove it, take me to him, i want to see this man, it’s absolutely amazing, it’s so dissonant with his appearance, so angelic, yes, when i first heard his voice, i even had his voice, well, somehow i imagined it was a little different, right?

absolutely amazing impression, i noticed, maybe you will agree with me, that when you meet the greats, yes, that’s how you approach them, it’s very contagious, and you fall into some kind of addiction, then suddenly you notice, that you have already rolled up your sleeves, pulled up your pants, are working for your idol, tirelessly and cannot stop, what i mean is that you starred in the film, played yesenin, and after that, that means there was no end to your labors, you decided to organize a museum, you did it, and to this day since then you have been doing all this tirelessly, that is, it is some kind of contagious disease. tell me, it means that on the old arbat the museum is located in the house, in the apartment where he lived with his first actual civil wife, as we say, anna izryadnova, tell me a few words, you have an interesting apartment there, where you lived in

a communal apartment, at home 44, according to the vrashka in apartment 14, the entire house was given to the employees of sytin’s printing house. and there, in all the apartments and even in the twenty-first apartment, as i found out, lived a friend of yesenin, to whom he came, i should say there, i was already familiar with these descendants, and when i came , he said, yes, here is the table at which yesenin sat with my dad, this is the table with me today, you immediately took it under your arm, of course , how could i even step away from this table, i have it here, it’s in anna roman’s room , there’s a fair amount of this table, well, this is it, but i might not have taken on ekaterina yuevna the creation of a museum, but i was spurred on by another idea, that in alexander pushkin and andrei bely lived in this yard at different times

born, coming to moscow, alexander blok lived for a long time, barbat 51 house. vladimir solovyov, a mystic, was such a poet , also lived there in this courtyard, so i took it on, although they warned me, they say you will lose your health, but nothing will work out, the means, yes, i know, i didn’t lose it, everything worked out, in my opinion , i know that you brought us an interesting thing, an incredible precious relic, this is a postcard, which, this is a copy. a photocopy of that postcard, because a year ago i donated the original to the yesenensky nature reserve in the village of konstantinovo, this is the fifteenth year and it was sent from the village of kuzminskaya, and kuzminsko is just a continuation of the village of konstantinovo, it

’s one long big village, from there, here ’s the kuzminskaya stamp, he sends it to a volunteer... sasha, who worked in the magazine for everyone, he it was called a magazine for everyone, that’s what it says here, it’s written here, here’s a volunteer, dear sashka, i would have ruffled you by your hair, but you won’t get me, what are you doing, i promised to write a letter, but i hid myself, it’s not good, brother, i go every day in luga in i'm playing livinka, the other day they beat me, it was great, they almost broke my head , i put, you know, the headman's badge, and one of them sang and hummed it at night, the sotskys grabbed me and drag me, i 'll get them all anyway, i'll catch them , my shower was broken,

now hold on, there is a recruit for me, and the men are afraid of us, dear sashka, write quickly, say hello, anna carlo. anna to me was the editor of this magazine for everyone , take my detractors for example, they won’t give us half a ruble for poetry, otherwise they wouldn’t walk around and fight like heifers, this is very petty here, small, small, attributed, of course, i treasured this postcard very much, but i couldn’t keep it, because it still had to return to where it was sent from, so... and i not only don’t regret it , i’m very glad that it will now be preserved there, sergei petrovich, well, after all, you also have family things there, as museum workers say, that is , things that belonged to the hero, so i know that there is a razor, yes, yes , this is where it all started, this is the ninety-fifth,

the photography is also amateur, two small a pencil case for straight razors, there was this shaving device, but there was also a soap dish, there was also that, there were several items there, i found out, it was 95, that in st. petersburg there was a yasenin razor, i don’t know anything else, how to find him, st. petersburg, it’s not a small city, i ask the artists , he says, he heard, i haven’t heard, no one has heard, one artist says, you know , i think they showed it on tv, the circle is already narrowing, i’m on st. petersburg television and he says : yes, it happened, did they show who it was? he says, boris nikiforich, yar kravchenko, came and brought, this one showed this on tv... boris, he says, but he has already passed away, he is no longer there, whoever speaks,

says, this is his son, stanislav borisovich, borisovich, you they kept the razor with which your dad performed on television, he says, yes, well, let's get acquainted , come, and i came with a performance, come to the performance, he watched the performance, the next day we met, and when i came to their house already , borisovich, i found out that, firstly, anatoly was there yarkravchenko, people's artist of the ussr, even , with whom nikolai alekseevich klyuev was very well acquainted, and in general this living room in theirs reminded me of a room that was dedicated to the poet klyuev, nikolai alekseevich, here he is depicted here on the right with whom he lived one of the first

, at first there was a bloc, the bloc gave gorodetsky yeseinin, and yesein, and gorodetsky had already met klyuev, him, they even performed together, but then their paths quickly diverged, klyuev believed that he raised yesenin, no, this is not true, yesenin, on your own individual path, like these buddhists, like a rhinoceros on its path. he walked, didn’t replace anyone with him, if he needed something better, he took it and quite quickly, like a sponge, absorbed it, from these same emojiists, who, in general, were not very good for him, a single genius, a single glory, such an individuality, well, it’s no coincidence that block, when they say , today i have a guy from ryazan, the poems are fresh, vociferous, verbose, he put a full stop... a word

for the poet: language, that’s it, the poet has succeeded, he has his language, his world, his own figurative system, if you like, that’s what sergei aleksandrovich yesenin was, well , as a matter of fact, as far as i understand, he gave this device to klyuev, yes, already in the twenty- fourth year, when they met , were talking, the fool was saying something. kolya, what a city of kitish, russia is bleeding, and you are still looking for some , you understand, you should have completely different tasks there, what are you writing about, give up your old brotherhood, shave your beard, handed it to him at the same time handed it to him, because this is what is written in their newspaper they also published what i saw, that in this family the klyuevs are highly respected. and even on the suitcase in which this shaving device was packed for me, yesenin klyuev, it is written on

copper plates, these are not tablets, they are, of course, metal plates, and also a very beautiful crystal glass, it was a gift to me, a woman brought a crystal glass , she came to my museum, she looked , i gave a tour, showed her everything, so she says, but i didn’t come to you empty-handed, you know, and ilya or schneider gave it to my father this glass of such a box of cookies - well, laid in a cloth, she brought this glass on a koto on the lid of this box of cookies, a pasted sheet of paper and the hand of ilya ilvich schneider, the director of the asidora duncan school, from the twenty-first, he writes there in the forty-ninth year, i did not think that the school existed for 28 years and even during the war. can you imagine, duncan drank from these glasses , no, he says, he writes there, he just describes it, he says, i

brought this crystal glass from home to clean up, it stood in glass slide in duncan’s room, says: “essein loved this glass and always drank from it, and even years, years were marked, and that he would, and i knew ilya ilyich, schneider, he was already, this was the tenth year , he passed away at 7." eighth, so he gave this glass to his friend then, and his friend’s daughter brought me a description with this and this , and such a primitive question, and the amount of liquid there, how much the glass holds, it looks very solid, it’s like this, but i measured it obligation, how is it not, i wouldn’t museum worker, 50 years ago, oh, modestly, you could drink vodka straight from this glass. i’ll tell you even longer, seryozha bezrukov, when he was getting ready to play, already in anticipation of playing yesenin in the cinema, he came

to me, says petrovich, to drink from this glass, everyone would have asked, yes, he asked, from the museum, and, yes, and drank , i took communion, this is what i like to do in the museum, i don’t mean drinking, touching some things, wonderful, and you also have wonderful, remarkable things that i would like to talk about, and we will show it, this a spoon, yes, a silver spoon, which idilia zinovievna gave to me, she was a widow,

to her great-grandson. olva nikolaevich tolstov's already widowed wife sofya andreevna distributed this clear silverware to her grandchildren, among the grandchildren of her granddaughters sofya andreevna was a granddaughter, she was andrei lvovich's daughter, there was this spoon that fell in, she could feed ilva nikolaevich and sergei aleksanovich with jam. we continue the conversation about sergei yeseninin, our guests today are the people's artist, sergei petrovich nikanenko, and i presenter ekaterina varkan, we move on to the next page of our story, just sofya andreevna - this is the last wife , the official one of sergei alexandrovich, she tells such a story, uh, well, not from an acquaintance, and so to speak, here is some kind of

developing relationship, this story , as far as i understand, she handed it over... to the literary museum along with a certain thing , which we will now talk about, she says that in june of twenty-five she walked with yesenin around moscow, who forgot, then there was a lot in moscow was wandering musicians, puppeteers, organ grinders, fortune tellers, well, sofya andreevna says that some fortune teller came up to them, a parrot for uh, yesenin pulled a ring out of his hat. ring and that means this ring was given to sergei alexandrovich, and this is like a sign, two young people are walking, this means a man is pulling out a ring, we have photographs of this ring, and she told everyone about this when she handed over this ring to the literary museum i think i also

wrote poetry about this, as you just called it sharmanka i remembered this poem yesenin married sofia tolstoy, maybe we’ll listen to a poem about a parrot, read it, of course, because sergei alexandrovich dedicated a poem to this plot, in fact, i immediately remembered this poem, when you said the word sharmanka, yes, it’s there the link is just yes, yes, apparently it’s been like this forever, by the age of thirty the ruts are increasingly burned in, we keep in touch with life. darling, i will soon turn 30, and the earth becomes dearer to me every day, that’s why my heart began to dream that i was burning pink with fire, if it burns, then it burns, burning, and

it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring from the parrot. a sign that we will burn together. the gypsy woman put that ring on me, took it off my hand, i gave it to you, and now, when the barrel organ is sad, i can neither think nor work , there is a swampy feeling in my head, there is drizzle and darkness in my heart, maybe to someone else, you gave it away with a laugh, maybe kissing until dawn, he questions you himself, like a funny, stupid poet, you brought him to sensual poems, well, well, it will pass and this wound, it’s only bitter to see the edge of life, for

the first time such a bully was deceived by a damned parrot. thank you, well, this is a description of that moment in the life, the life period of sergei alexandrovich, summer, early autumn of 25. already that he had experienced so much, how many roads had been traveled, how many mistakes had been made , these are lines from his own, so he already felt age, he was already wise, beyond his years, well, you know what i feel, i i keep remembering that balcony from which we started, and there were a lot of photographs showing locals residents, children, local village children. relatives, well, the people with whom yesenin spent his childhood lived, i had some kind of feeling that he was some kind of alien, that is, he seemed to have been thrown there from somewhere, because he

was different from them in everything, they are good, they are good, but he is completely different, you confirm all the time, my thought, atasinki will still give birth to oranges, and sometimes, you know, this was noticed by the priest of the village of konstantinova, the rector of the church, the kazan icon of the mother of god, father ivan, who mother yesenina to tatyana fedorovna, he said: “take care of the boy, and when he said, when yesein was 5 years old, he said: “what is it, father ivan,” he said, you know, i have four villages in a row who don’t come to confession, not with i can’t compare your boy with anyone, he is amazingly perfect, in confession, from here it seems to me that poetry is also incredibly incredible. confessionally, he does not embellish himself, nor events, nor conflicts, joyless days of his life,

he has everything, you see, it’s incredibly true, alien, again there’s another saying an apple from an apple, i have a feeling that some kind of apple is from this apple tree, it flew somewhere into space, and then god fell all over the place... this is what hooligans write in their confessions, not everyone can sing, not everyone is given the opportunity to fall like an apple at the feet of others, not at their own relatives , but the world literature has already gone somewhere, where, in fact, it turns out, look at the picture, but he is from the peasants, a peasant, yes, he married a countess, received the empress’s ring, but died in december of '25 as a russian poet. have you watched the podcast precious? history, i am the presenter ekaterina varkan , my guest is the people's artist of the russian federation sergei petrovich nikanenko, together with sergei aleksandrovich

yesenin, a russian poet, thank you. hello, this is the psyche podcast and we continue to sort through the bones, molecules, atoms, human destinies , looking for the right development strategy, or just trying to understand how to live happily. my co-host, clinical psychologist, candidate of psychological sciences, mikhail horrs, is a true master of this art. well, ours today the heroine came to us with a problem that, it seems to me, will resonate in our hearts. many girls and men too, alena doesn’t know how to part with her lovers, alena doesn’t know how to throw

traumatic, painful relationships out of her heart, that’s why she came to us, hello, hello, well, tell your story, you ’re not really with any lovers at all you know how to break up, or some one person hurt you so painfully that you can’t get this pain out, the first was my husband, with whom we broke up, years ago i had very complicated breakups and i couldn’t forget him for 3 years, i still have three children from him, and just a little over seven months ago we also broke up with a young man, and after dating for more than a year, i still can’t forget, although they say , time is fleeting, well, to be honest, i can hardly imagine how you can forget the person with whom you have three children, but it’s simply impossible, if you ’re raising these three children, you ’re raising these... boys, girls, are you boys or girls, but three are boys? you probably see you in their looks, movements, in plastic, facial expressions, you see your father, well, usually by the word forget, they mean

not to suffer, not to suffer, not to think, constantly, things are not what you want to forget and just i want to cross out this part of yours, a free minute appears, i start to think about this person, and what are you starting to think about this person, i just want before michael begins to heal or show you, so to speak. to you a strategy for how to get out of the situation, i just want to understand at this everyday level what’s wrong with you happens, well, that is, you cry, i cry, i think what’s wrong with me, i start delving into myself, yeah? now, why is something wrong with you, i don’t know, i’ve always been good to everyone, i tried to be good for them, but i made many concessions, but can you give an example, what does it mean, i tried to be good and made to make concessions, the most typical thing is that when i lived with my husband, i know that he comes late in the evening, i took on all the household responsibilities, well, accordingly, i was then on maternity leave, no matter how i i was tired with three children, i cooked him

a hot dinner, he ate. and went to bed, thank you, he said, although, thank you, he said, sometimes he said, sometimes not , he has his own there too, sometimes he didn’t even eat, because he says, i don’t want, i think, well, i stood there for half the evening, i wanted to please you, and then, when, well, you went to bed, you don’t ask how it all happened, how i bathed the children, put them to bed, then cleared the table, washed the dishes, collected toys, he came home to spend the night, to spend the night cleanly, he himself he left you, yes, he himself, and why did he leave you, how did he have some version, well, did he meet? young, beautiful, that’s all, and he met another woman, and how he told you about it, he didn’t say anything, i just saw a correspondence, and when that was already the case, well, seeing his correspondence, i showed him, i said, what is this , he says, well, yes, there is, and what, i say, like what , that we have a family, you and i have children together, he says, well, it’s okay, and come on, he says, we’ll probably break up with you, that’s it, that's how it all happened, in general arranged everything until i found out, he packed his things, left, no, he didn’t pack his things, he asked me and the children to leave him,

because we lived in his apartment, so he said, well, at that time i was still pregnant with my third child, in the seventh month, he said, come with your camp from my hut, with your camp, about your common children, about our common children, yes, then we sued him for a very long time, because the girl, with whom he began to live, she could not have children, she suggested to him, let’s take them with you, cool, that’s because a little less, i have three of them the same age, yeah, okay, everything, for 5 years we were suing, well, everything was difficult there too, well, since i already went to work, everything is fine with me, that is, it’s not a miracle happened, he did not repent, did not apologize, did not say that he was wrong, now you, when you started talking about your first husband, the father of your children, you cried, you are sad, i see that you are hurt, it hurts, what exactly , what hurts, where, ah, it hurts, that i couldn’t keep my family together, complete, it turns out that i have children without a father, i agree, it hurts, it’s insulting, time, they tell me, mom, we

don’t want to go to dad, i also say, let’s go to dad, for the weekend, he invites you, no, we say, we don’t want, it turns out , i also have a counterweight, he says that i’m setting them up against, i say, well, you can talk to them on the phone yourself, he says, no, it ’s all according to your diction, i say, i don’t mind, on the contrary, so that the children , the boys talked to their dad, but they don’t want to, they saw it all, it was all in front of them, despite the fact that they were little, but that is, you are mourning your female dreams that did not come true? about a strong family, in which there is a father and mother, three children, you are raising together, how many years have passed since you broke up, 7 years, and now can i tell you a second story, a second story, here it was a little different, well, something even similar, i met a young man , it seemed to me that everything was wonderful, i’m probably just used to the fact that the men in my life, i probably turn them into children, i begin to patronize, look after, take care of, offer

some entertainment options. and here there was a similar situation, the vacation was at my expense, i also bought groceries in the store, well , it immediately became so that you became such a mommy, and a mommy as a sponsor, or immediately, right from the first day, and then on the contrary, there is no us, i tell him, listen, why do i always pay for groceries at the checkout, he’s like, well, it’s your own fault, you quickly take out the card, cool, this is a psychic podcast, and today we are discussing the story of alena, who u... knows how to part with his beloved mikhail khors, clinical psychologist, candidate of psychological sciences, is looking for the right way out. please tell me what is the name of a person who, well, consumes a glass, he feels good, calm, and when he has nothing to consume, he begins to constantly think about something, somehow yes, if he occupies himself with something, he seems to let go him, but suddenly he has a free minute and he... somehow

begins to suffer without a glass, what is this person called? alcohol addiction? he has an alcohol addiction, so if a person is dependent on something or someone, he has suffering appears without this object, yeah, that is, pleasure from interacting with a person is not a sign of addiction, but suffering without any object is precisely a sign of addiction, addictions are not only from chemical substances, addictions also... there are also from other people too, so your suffering is a classic case of so -called emotional dependence on other people, why do we experience suffering here? due to the fact that we give any object a certain redundant status, or maybe i’ll set myself up a castle in the air, yes, the more idealistic this status is, the more we believe in it, as in what really exists, yeah, the more painful we

feel without this object, for example, imagine, a man is walking, he has a handkerchief, he wiped his nose there, since he put it past his pocket, he lost the handkerchief, in what case will he be without this handkerchief? give it when the runny nose appears again, no, he will replace it with a paper napkin or something else, that’s it, ah, i’ve lost the plateau, i’m used to it he always has it in his pocket, no, if this scarf, for example, was given to him as a child , he became his grandmother, and his grandmother gave this cloth to his grandfather, and when his grandfather rode on a war horse, he gave them blood there, like i do now with a stirrer , i say, stirrer, where is my nursery, look, if? this handkerchief is given a certain status , and then we suffer without this and without this rag, and so sometimes this status really corresponds to reality, imagine really losing such a handkerchief, well , some person comes to mom and says:

mom, i lost this raft, can you imagine what a bastard i am, i didn’t keep the family heirloom, and they tell him, well, don’t you think that we gave it to you to wipe your nose, look, look, it’s under glass in the safe , and we give you gave me a fake, fake? similar, but not the same, he will suffer, no, of course not, the incomprehensible world of metaphors of mikhail khurs, now it is important for you to understand that your beliefs associated with these people are actually fake, that is, a mistake, a lie, you are yourself deceived, uh-huh, mikhail, why is she doing this, but usually people who agree for relationships only with ideal people, yeah, how about you? also treats me like an ideal person, you see, i’m so ideal and it’s simply impossible for someone who isn’t ideal to be next to me, there are stinks, what is this, i need an ideal person to be next to me, yes, yeah, that is,

this is really overpriced, yours attitude towards yourself, but let's talk about you and about your life now, what does your life consist of, besides raising three boys, do you have, i don’t know, some kind of favorite time? lie down and watch tv lying down to watch tv, well, that’s also normal, going to the dacha with the kids is the same, i honestly don’t see any kind of dislike of myself here, you’re quite there, it seems to me, there’s an overestimation of yourself here, it all probably happened to me recently, because when we started dating the second young man, we met him at one project, where you submit your projects, yeah, but useful for the city, and i submitted my project... he told me when we met , he says who needs yours bushchinki, and somehow i feel like this all the time, and when i won, he says, i wouldn’t even think that anyone would be interested, i say, well, you see, and after him i

probably had a rethink, but i’m wondering, you’ve been without a husband for 7 years, with this only 7 months, what was in the middle, there were no men at all , there were, well, i forget them all, somehow no one hooked me, but no one gave you painful injuries '. no, yes, still with many friends, they help, most, help, bring, take away, yes, but you don’t not interesting, you need to be hurt, yes, then you will feel, oh, what a good person, he hurt me, he impressed me , yes, that’s necessary, yes no, look, again, yes, a little, we got carried away side, but let's go back, yes, remember, to addiction , yes, it is very important to understand that if you suffer without these people, then this... this is not a sign of love for them, this is not love, but i think on the contrary, that i love a person, that's why i always, this is a big mistake, you romanticize your suffering, that's why you it’s harder to cope with it, but the pain is