From the title of the confession, it is clear what I am thinking of writing about. Yes, I feel nostalgic for the past. I feel nostalgic for the times when man for man was a friend, not an enemy (as it is now). The times when people had everything, and when people lived CORRECTLY. In school hours - order, silence, discipline. On the streets - upbringing and culture, not naked bodies and walking at every step drug bosses and mutts. Then when no one was looking to rob and manipulate you, and everyone was looking to help you. Those times when you walk down the street in the middle of the night, you are calm and you have no worries that some criminal will run into you and you will get hurt. When people had the honor, and knew why they lived. I remember when I was a child, then in those days who thought of discos, computers, bars, intimacy and things like that. Then it was just much better, because we had value, we had a childhood ... We went to pick flowers and give them to our mothers, we chased each other late at night, we rode bicycles ... And now where will you see these smiles and this happy childhood Now everyone is stuck in front of the computer, or if it is not in front of the computer, it will be in a drunken bar ... Girls aged 12-13 go with big batkovtsi and tease. They exterminate themselves, and then they wonder why there were rapes ... Well, that's why! Eeeh, our childhood is gone. Personally, I was a big fan of Atarita. Everyone was playing these games then, we were exchanging floppy disks, getting together and starting to struggle to get from one level to another. I remember playing a lot of Super Mario, the Tanks, and whatnot. Also to the ducks where you shoot them with a gun ... Eeeh, I'm happy and sad at the same time, now that I remember ... There were tamagottes where you take care of animals, and everyone was talking about that. And when cell phones started coming out, everyone was overjoyed when they got such a device. We loaded our vouchers, called various random numbers, made jokes, texted each other and had fun when someone called us. Personally, I had a difficult childhood because my family forbade me almost everything. My father beat me, etc. It wasn't easy for me. But there was a period of time, for several months, when I tasted the sweetness of a beautiful childhood. And the memory of those happy months may stay with me as long as I live. I remember when I was in 5th-6th grade, the whole street here was full of children, we gathered boys and girls and played until late at night, at various games. Folk balls, football, chase, hide and seek, bottle, gifts, what have we not played. And you could see the joy, you could see the smiles on the faces of the children of that time. When the boys started playing football, everyone experienced it super emotionally. I was something of a team commander. We formed on streets and neighborhoods, and today we play against one neighborhood, tomorrow against another neighborhood, and so it's as if we participated in a real football match. At some point when someone kicked the ball and hit someone, the other started either crying or laughing like crazy, the emotions were UNFORGETTABLE! Then at that time, I will not forget, I underwent a delicate operation. After I had surgery, teams and everything fell apart. I remember my team, where I chose them ... They cried when they realized that I was about to have an operation. They even told me, "Eeeh ... what can we play without you, it will not be the same. You are our commander here. Now for months in bed, we will be so sad that we will hardly be up to matches. “They loved me very much! And so then everything fell apart ... Some of them went to other cities, some started other things, and in general, Seki took his own path. Fate has blown us away. And those 3-4 months (summer), in which we were one, were so cool. At night when I went to bed, I couldn't wait for the next day to come and the matches to start. Childhood in those years was so sweet and beautiful. A childhood that today's teenagers can only see in dreams ... Even in a dream I don't know if they can experience such sweetness. In those years, going to school with an unscientific lesson was considered terribly irresponsible, and we were punished for it. And today the opposite happened. There is complete chaos in the schools, there is no respect for teachers. And it is considered a mistake if you forget to go to a disco, or if you do not log in to Facebook ... While the lessons are something insignificant, you may not study. This is today's reasoning. That's why I watched reports recently that shocked me. They ask students who Levski and Botev are, and they don't know ... They say - "how do I know who Botev is, I think he was some kind of musician, give her Facebook" ... TRAGEDY! Not knowing who the people are because of whom you are Free today and you call yourself a Bulgarian ... I just can't describe in words the fall we are witnessing today. Facebook, and other chats and the like, totally clouded the minds of young people. They dulled and entangled brains, shook lives, and brought about terrible degradation. Not to mention the perversions and cynicism that have already taken over. I read about 11-12 year old girls who write how much they had sex, how they fell in love with 30-40 year old men .. How they drank and danced at night at discos, etc. What is happening in this country I wonder? What is this madness? How can little girls be exterminated in such a humiliating way? When I was 11-12 years old, I didn't even think about sex, drinking, night screaming, etc .... I sat and built constructors, watched cartoons and funny movies, painted, played and didn't get angry. man and lady with his family .. And now, I'm just wondering what this thing is. These girls are only now beginning to develop mentally and consciously, not to mention that some of them still do not even have a menstrual cycle, but are already thinking about sex and all sorts of perverted things. I just remain speechless! No more normal entertainment, no more of those smiles, this satisfaction that children once had. Now all this has been killed and destroyed. Even no one observes the Bulgarian tradition anymore, and everyone is crammed with artificial food from McDonald's, from nowhere. We do not see anything healthy today. My family used to tell me how, in their time, everything was much cheaper, and people were not as miserable as they are now. Then with 5 leva, you could fill the bag and load up on food for a whole week. And now with 5 leva you can take only one box of cigarettes, and here is how you set them up ... They also told me how people went to school in uniforms then, and what silence there was during the school hours. Then for long nails, for loose behavior, for naked bust, etc. as if they had punished you for nothing, and they have persecuted you for hours. There was order! The police were doing their job and you couldn't see in the streets, no beggars, no vandals, no gangs of impudent gypsies ... It was quiet and peaceful. And then people were responsible! If you do not respect the state and do not pay your electricity, water, etc. bills, then you do not receive powers. And now what is it? Gypsies and Turks do not pay for electricity, water, telephone ... they create children and let them parasitize, and they live on the backs of us - the honest Bulgarian taxpayers. There was never such a thing. The people of that time did not look at whether you were poor or rich, but knew that the most important thing was to be human, to have a soul! Then the young generations knew who the Bulgarian heroes were, who gave their lives for our Freedom. They knew because they were obliged to study and to enrich themselves with knowledge. These were REALLY TIMES! Some say it was a dictatorship ... And I say right away, maybe it was, but I tell myself that I would rather have a dictatorship than this boundless freedom today that is killing us both as a nation and as people! Today they say there was freedom, yes, but I do not see freedom, I see freedom, I see debauchery, I see lawlessness and materialism! If freedom does not allow you to remain human and preserve your values, then what kind of freedom is it? This is TYRANNY, killing the human soul! People are angry, and they don't know what real Freedom is! Today it is considered normal for Bulgarian girls to be sold and given to foreigners, and thus to kill our nation .. Homosexual acts in the center of the capital are accepted as normal ... Indiscriminate sex, porn distribution, abortions ... Everything this is everywhere on the streets today, and we see it .. Is this freedom? To be trapped and not know what honor and responsibility is? To be afraid to be on the street when it gets dark, and just to hear that there is a person behind you, to tremble in fear, what can he do to you ... Rapists, pedophiles, drug traffickers and pimps, to be free among us , instead of being behind bars .. Is this freedom? I don't think it is ... Because I can no longer hear and see the smile of the Bulgarian children. I don't see children's toys, I don't see innocent jokes, I don't see order in school, I don't see modesty, honor and true friendship ... These things are gone. And if they are not there, then what is left for us? We are not human beings today, but rather beings with a consumptive and primitive psyche, a polluted consciousness, ignorant of what Freedom is, and discipline. Not knowing the right things ... Knowing only the fall, the ugliness, the perversion ... How unfortunate, isn't it? !? And the streets, they are a field for debauchery, idiocy, trafficking in human flesh and drugs. We've come to this ... To walk on the road, and to look at drunken young people on every corner, who are just waiting for an innocent man to pass in order to beat and rob him. To look at the eyes of freaks who are wondering which innocent girl to talk to ... not knowing what respect for a woman is! What's worse than that? !? I remember this new year, I was speechless when I saw my 12-year-old cousin - drunk by the visor, from afar stinking of alcohol. This is today's false "value". Children aged 11-12 to drink, and think nonsense. When I was those years old, I didn't know the taste, even the smell of alcohol, I didn't know ... And now, alcoholism, degradation, and debauchery have become a pattern of behavior. I really feel deep nostalgia, to the old days! And I will continue to experience it more and more, looking at the world of degeneration we live in. This is not a world, this is a dark underpass, a field for the decomposition of the human personality. Whether we will change and be worthy people ... or we will continue to sink into vices and lies, we choose ourselves! The future is in our hands, and we create our consciousness, and consciousness is the way to everything else! From a boy of 24 years!
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Ha, I'm a 24 year old boy too, and I think exactly the same way as you! I will never forget my wonderful childhood in the 90's, but today's children will never understand what we are talking about. I am grateful that our generation has caught the "last train" to the happiness and emotions of a good childhood. Folk balls, carts, funnels, cassettes, video games, football, guards and Apaches and much more. Every street gang had a tartar, we were "enemies" with other gangs, etc. The peace of mind of playing all night and not even a car going down the street was something we didn't understand or appreciate then. It's cruel now. Because I am from Sofia and I remember when I was little that there were 3-4 cars at most on the whole street. And now there are 50 in front of each block. Where will today's youngsters play, even if they want to? Either they will trample you, or some stray dog will chase you, or bums will keep you busy with nonsense. Tragedy. It hurts me for today's young people / God, we talk as if we are 60 years old /, but this is the reality. I wonder what my children will do one day? Congratulations on a nice and objective assessment, and let's keep our heads up, it's just one of those difficult moments in history that you can't do without. After all, we are human, we must show character and survive the difficult times!