My sister

To be true, there is no reason for such a long break in creating a diary entry. To be clear, I had a lot on my plate, especially due to the problems with my sister, who seems to be gliding into a kind of dementia. Sometimes I think it is a self-created, self-responsible, self-guilty dementia. All her life she was without any ambitions, after she completed two exams to become a pharmaceutical assistant. She had all the prerequisites for completing a full pharmaceutical study, but obviously she didn’t have sufficient self-confidence to do it. My poor parents sacrificed everything for a great education for their children. But she, I don’t know. In the last years she lost more and more interest, and this together with her partner, who was going through a similar development of having less and less interest. I think that in this case, the male partner has a lot more responsibility for stabilizing their intellectual, physical, and cultural interest. Yes, it’s right. I have the intention, I have the opinion, not the intention, I have the opinion that there is a great difference between the female and male character and responsibility. A lot of testosterone in the male personality has to do the rest of the work. That’s a very strange opinion, but I want to stay with it.