I'll start my story by saying that I'm a young girl (don't confuse this definition with a girl at puberty). I have a relationship with a man four years older than me. We met by chance. Even when I saw him, I knew it was him. I said to myself - I've been waiting for you all my life (consciously) .. I was only 18 then. Love at first sight, at first sight. He was in love with me too. We got together in a few days. I had the feeling that I had known this man for a lifetime. It complemented my thinking, my desires, and everything I was for that moment. We had a great summer. He went abroad. I stood and waited. It was time to return (before the time came to return, out of love he returned) We reunited physically and lived in a dormitory for four months. During the time he was abroad we talked about how one day we would have children, how our future is common. We lived these four months, but because he started working in Bulgaria, in order to be together he had to return to his own house, because it was supposedly more convenient for him because of the work. I was still in love ... I wasn't even in love anymore, I was loving. While everything was seemingly all right, heaven was suddenly shaken. Some strange things started happening until I didn't realize after 9 months of a relationship on top of my emotions and feelings that all the money he had earned from abroad he had gambled. I was devastated! He was an "angel", how would he do that?
Simple! He left the apartment, during which time I gave him money, cleaned, cooked, went to work and loved him like probably no one else. He returned with the words - From now on I will come to see you when I can and you, but we will not live together. I said to myself why? Then I quit my job, family problems started, financial problems, and he was literally fighting his life. From that day until today we have been living our three-year relationship - a little here a little there, BUT let me continue. I returned to my house because I had no income for accommodation, and he in his own. His new job was very good, but he didn't help me financially at all (I didn't want him in principle, but it would have been a gesture for me to offer, and to add that he neither pays my bills nor buys my clothes). And that's how we lived. We saw each other 10 days a month, the other days he was there and I was here. Years passed, I loved him more and more. I wanted to help him, to be the family he never had. Until this summer when one day on Messenger without explanation he told me - we are parting (after 2 years of relationship) I was devastated. I fell ill with grief. After 2 months of separation, he came back and told me that he left me for another, but he understood that he loved me (I don't believe), he said that he would take revenge on me, on my family (who always respected him) and that we would finally live together (what most I wanted a lot from him).
I was weak and I forgave that again. Then I realized that he had written to others, and maybe he had slept with them. This shoot has passed, now nine months after we got together I have the inner incredible feeling that a few days ago he cheated on me again. Suddenly he became extremely kind, he started doing things for me that he doesn't usually do. I know him and I see that he is asshole. During these three years I spoke many times, I cried many times. I tried both good and bad. I loved it for two people. I was ready for anything just to be with him. He is my first man, I love him from the first day I met him. I did not look at another man for a moment. I will give my last bite of bread for him, I really love him in the purest way you can imagine and without having suffocated, kept track, cheated or rude during these years. I found in one of his chats that it says that I am very good, but one needs variety. And to finish the story. I think he cheated on me again. I still love him, however, since this doubt took root in me, something happened to me. I feel like I'm getting cold to him. I don't want to touch him, I don't want anything. I am very disappointed. I gave him heaven, and he stepped on it. He didn't appreciate me for a second. He hurt me, and I loved him more and more.
And now I love him, but I have the feeling that our relationship is over. I'm afraid that if I get cold to him, we'll break up, because I keep that connection. I kept hoping he would realize, but he didn't. I don't know if to give him a chance again or it's just pointless and I have to, although I still have feelings to break up forever
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Read on the internet (or in a book on the subject) about karmic connections. You have found yourself with him (you know each other from past lives for sure), instant attraction appears and in general the relationship is full of problems and suffering (which in this case is probably more for you than for him). It may sound crazy (especially if you don't believe in the idea of reincarnation), but it is - whoever rejects it entirely as an opportunity, he has not bothered to study other such stories, and confirmed (in which people remember details from past lives which are scientifically proven). It's just a guess, I'm not Vanga to know. The idea is to feel better, because when something is not up to you and is even predestined to some extent, it should make you feel better. Ultimately, it's up to you how the story unfolds. Take stock again,