My Darling

Lida was first abandoned by her mother—she simply left and never returned, leaving her daughter to be raised by her grandmother in a remote village.

And so the girl grew up—firmly convinced that no one needs her. Then the men left her too—just as her mother once did: unexpectedly, cruelly, unjustly. So each time she wanted to scream: “My dear, what did I do to you?” But she had done nothing. She was simply programmed for loneliness, longing, and an unsuccessful life. Her heart was bewitched and frozen—like Kai’s in “The Snow Queen.” And Lida didn’t doubt that you can’t unfreeze it. She didn’t even want to—living with an ice block instead of a heart was convenient: no pangs of conscience, no suffering. And there was no love either—so she wouldn’t have to be disappointed later.

One thing Lida didn’t take into account: living without love is impossible. And it will come— even if you desperately resist it.