Why do we like to suffer so much? Why very often we do not see for ourselves other sense in life, except as "to bear the cross"? When a woman sits at the phone, abandoned all their business, waiting for the call, she already behaves like a victim. Or, let's say, a man insults, humiliates a woman at the beginning of the relationship. She gathers her friends and tearfully tells them how difficult it is for her, how much she moves. Asking girls for advice on how to build relationships. What's there to fix? You're not respected anymore...