Hello, I start my story with the fact that I am 27 years old and I have been living abroad alone since I was 22 years old. I came and started to struggle with life on my own and try to make my way, I found a job and I am independent, I rely only on myself and I manage everything on my own. I have always wanted to have a person next to me who I will love and he will love me for who I am. I have never been in a relationship with a man for more than 8 months (this was my first friend when I was 16). All the guys I've dated I've been with them for 3-4 months, 5-6 at most, and then everything fails. It turns out that this is not the person I was looking for. Since living abroad, I have dated a few boys. First I went out with someone who deceived me and used me only for sex. We were together for 4 months, but I had no strong feelings for him, and when we parted I did not feel pain, on the contrary, I felt relief. Then I met another boy, but he lived very far away and we couldn't see each other often, so he didn't want to move to where I lived, and I ended our relationship because it just didn't make sense. Then I went out with another boy who cheated on me at 2 months because I hadn't slept with him yet. I didn't want to sleep with him from the beginning, I like to wait with these things. Here are all my relationships from 5 years since I've been abroad, and before that I had boyfriends, but nothing who knows how serious. This is my whole story until about 6 months ago when a boy wrote to me on the Internet. At first I didn't take it seriously, it's nothing I've ever looked for. Neither in appearance nor in character, but he was great with me and really looked honest. It turned out that he had been in prison several times for robberies and had his driver's license confiscated. I didn't take him seriously, I never thought I could have anything to do with such a person. But still, I wrote to him from time to time and got to know him and I don't know ... somehow I liked something in him. He was under house arrest at the time and we only talked on the internet for about a month, after which we saw each other. He didn't have a car, and he didn't have a job at the time. We started dating, and I fell in love with him, I don't know how it happened. I was so happy with him because my love was shared. He is nothing of what I imagined I wanted in a man. At 27, he was never single. But somehow I fell in love with him and that's how we became close, I spent several holidays in them with his family, including Christmas. My friends didn't like him, they kept telling me he wasn't for me, but I was blinded, he treated me like the most special person in the world, and I was in love. But then something happened, on my birthday he got terribly drunk, fell to the ground and exposed me to all my friends. Later, I also found out that he wrote to girls on the Internet. After I discovered him and asked him if he had cheated on me, he admitted without realizing that he had slept with a woman because she had bought him alcohol and weed ... However, I was still in love with him and I forgave him for everything, but over time these things weighed heavier. I remembered, and at the same time he remained the man who talked a lot but did little. So 1 week ago I decided to leave him permanently and end this relationship. Then he started crying like a child, telling me how much he suffered from my decision and that he would never love as much as he loved me. That he would have done everything for me in this world and that he loves me very much. He wanted to marry me and have children with me. He wanted us to have a family, but I told him I didn't think he was mature and ready to have a family. So he cried like a little child. The truth is that he has always treated me like a queen, every whim of mine has been pleased, but over time I realized that we are very different and some things in him began to irritate me and eat me from within. I imagined what it would be like if I wasn't with him and if I had a normal friend with whom we would have common interests. For the record, I have never lacked male attention, on the contrary. There have always been at least a few guys around me who have shown interest. Now I am tormented by a sense of guilt that I am making this man suffer like this. He says he will never be the same again and believe in love. I told him I wanted to break up for now to see if I felt the same way. Since I left him, he has been drinking, getting drunk and suffering all the time, and I feel terrible. Is he my great love He tells me how his life will not be the same without me and that I made him be a good person. He wanted to do good in his life for me, and now without me nothing makes sense. Help me, please! that he will never be the same again and believe in love. I told him I wanted to break up for now to see if I felt the same way. Since I left him, he has been drinking, getting drunk and suffering all the time, and I feel terrible. Is he my great love? He tells me how his life will not be the same without me and that I made him a good man. He wanted to do good in his life for me, and now without me nothing makes sense. Help me, please! that he will never be the same again and believe in love. I told him I wanted to break up for now to see if I felt the same way. Since I left him, he has been drinking, getting drunk and suffering all the time, and I feel terrible. Is he my great love? He tells me how his life will not be the same without me and that I made him be a good person. He wanted to do good in his life for me, and now without me nothing makes sense. Help me, please! and now without me nothing makes sense. Help me, please! and now without me nothing makes sense. Help me, please!
1 missclassytisay69x answered
"It turned out that he had been in prison several times for robberies and had his driver's license confiscated." I stopped reading here. I can't understand why Bulgarian women get involved abroad with the biggest freaks. You will find out if it is the "big" love that beats you or kills you drunk with his car, if not worse. For example, it is suitable for a white slave and what not, I do not believe that this one is local at all - again a Moroccan, an African of another kind, a Turk and a KO. And NO - this is not your great love.