And I forgot that I am a woman

The images of my private life keep coming in my imagination.. images of repeated failure.. I failed with my first husband Abdul Hamid.. and I failed with the man who attracted my femininity.. Adel.. and here I am failing again with my husband Kamal.. what is the secret of this failure?!.. I am certainly not stupid, nor repulsive, nor corrupt, nor harsh in my selfishness, so why do I fail in my private life despite having succeeded to the furthest horizons of success in my public life?!.. why do I succeed as a leader and fail as a wife?!