Players

Joanna anxiously asked what was happening to her mother. Because the old lady is behaving strangely. She does not agree to her daughter's visits, and when she does visit her, she notices that many valuable things have disappeared from the apartment. The mother does not explain what happened to them. He then borrows large sums from Joanna twice and does not return the money on time. He also borrows from friends. Moreover, he takes a loan secured by his apartment…

- Each attempt to talk ends in a row. Mom screams not to poke her nose into other people's business, an upset Joanna admits. “I feel something terrible. What does she do? Is someone blackmailing her?

The cards quickly revealed the truth. It was an addiction. After the death of her husband, the woman became a player.

“Your mom is out of control a long time ago,” I said. "If you don't convince her to heal, she will lose what she still has." And then it will be bad for her.

“I expected anything but this,” Joanna shook her head. - Now I understand ... I have a friend who is a therapist. I'll try to discuss the situation with him.” She made a movement as if about to get up from her chair. Run away from your ideal

“Please wait,” I stopped her.

The cards worked for you too. You will also get addicted to something. I see a lot of love in the system, but feeling and addiction are directly related.

"I've never had a gambling habit," she replied rather vigorously.

"Any cash games just bored me to death." I can't imagine any other kind of addiction.

“Today,” I warned, as time has shown, prophetically. “Tomorrow may be very different. Therefore, let the lady run away from the guy who seems like a dream come true for an ideal partner.

I knew what I was saying. Joanna's future lover was represented by the Devil. The ark, which symbolized the passion of the seducer and manipulator, also prophesied bad influences, addictions, pain and fear.

"No problem," she agreed. While I'm thinking about saving my mother.

We said goodbye and Joanna promised to come in. She didn't show up, but six months later we met on the street. A lot of happiness emanated from my client.

“I like it,” she whispered. "Yes, I remember what you predicted before, but the tarot couldn't mean Julian." He is amazing. Wonderful. Besides… I've never had anything like it. In the bed. Sex with him shook my whole world. I never thought that you could experience it so strongly. Only now do I recognize myself.

I listened and asked about my mother.

“Heal,” she answered shortly, and returned to the topic that had intrigued her. Each phrase was repeated again: he, with him, in his words ...

I advised her to try to maintain some independence and not close her eyes to the shortcomings of her lover. I also invited her to come if she ever felt the need.

That moment came after the next six months. From the smiling girl, fascinated by the new novel, there was no trace left.He squeezed me like a lemon

"I quickly noticed Julian's lack of loyalty," she said in a hushed voice, "but I had the illusion that I was his most important woman." I was ready for everything. For any challenge. In sex, we have pushed other boundaries. There were things that I did not accept, but I did not dare to protest.

After all, he forced me to make love to two of his friends while he had to watch. I did it out of love for Julian, even though I felt mean. I wanted to prove that I could fulfill any of his fantasies ... But then I suddenly stopped caring about him. He squeezed me like a lemon and then threw me away.

I can't accept it. I cannot function without it. I begged him to forgive me if I did something wrong. But he is silent. She does not respond to emails or texts. I wait for him on the stairs - he pushes me away without saying a word. I can't take it. I will die. I will kill myself. Is there any magical way to get him back to me?

I took her hand: "This is not love, Joanna." This is a painful obsession with a person who knows how to put on different masks. Depending on what his partner wants, he will be strong or weak, powerful or affectionate ... But he does not love anyone but himself. He made you lose control of your life. You can't handle your emotions. It is addiction. Now, like your mother, only drug therapy will help ...Maria Bigoshevskaya