Lost Love Or A Lesson For The Young

Hello! I am a man of 30 years. and I slapped my life when I was 20 ... In a moment I will tell you how I apologize for the novel. I want my story to be a lesson for all the boys who are students at the moment and have a girl next to them that they really love and would not want to lose. My hometown is Varna, and when I was 19 I moved to study at a university in Sofia, where I was in a dormitory and met my true love. She and I were not only at the same university, but also in the same block, on the same floor, in the same company. Over time, we fell in love, became inseparable, and in the second semester we even lived in one room (not according to documents, we moved the rooms apart). We loved each other a lot and didn't even go home to our hometowns over the weekend like most of our friends did - we wanted to spend as much time together as possible. This happiness lasted for two years. In the third year she found a good job in her specialty. He was at university in the morning, at work in the afternoon, and we only saw each other in the evenings. In the beginning it was very difficult for us, because we were used to being inseparable, we missed each other. This is where I made MY FIRST MISTAKE - I continued to lead the same sedentary lifestyle, distracted from thinking about it by watching TV series and playing white, walking backwards as it developed. I HAD to find a job with her like her back then ... but I was bored and I was afraid to work (big fool). By the end of the fourth year, many people in the company already had halves and began to leave the dormitory for one reason or another - some had a baby, others were financially stable and could afford accommodation, others took out a loan and took an apartment.

Only I and a bunch of other idiots like me were wondering what we were going to do with our lives - the specialty I was studying (electrical engineering) was not for me at all, I didn't imagine doing that, just because I didn't like it. I started working at a gas station nearby in 12 hour shifts and when I was on a night shift I didn't see the love of my life at all. On the rare occasions when we were both resting, I began to feel how insecure things had become between us. She didn't see security in me ... and that weighed on me, mostly because I knew I was guilty. This was MY SECOND MISTAKE. He asked me what we would do after we finished, what was the plan? Will we live together? I didn't know what to tell her, I kept telling her "we'll see", what a fool. And what could I tell her, what could i offer her? She had been financially stable for a whole year, had a company car, was ready to go out and even pay the bills herself. I, on the other hand, worked for 2-3 months and I almost didn't have enough money, there were a hell of a lot of misunderstandings at work, I was constantly mentally burdened, I had become nervous. I told her that this job was not for me, and she understood me again, tried to reassure me that she would take over the apartment and over time things would improve.

And here I made MY THIRD MISTAKE. In the summer after the fourth year I returned to Varna with ours, I started working in a hotel as a bartender, waiter, sometimes even at the reception. During this time, my girlfriend really went out and continued to build her career, we heard each other less and less and became more and more alienated, the mistake is that I didn't stay with her and didn't get my hands on it then. In October I returned to Sofia. I guess you can guess where things went. Every man becomes more complex when he cannot offer the development of the girl next to him, when his girl earns more money than him, when he is unstable. I was unhappy, and she was unhappy because I was insecure and unhappy. And yet he was still by my side, advising me, giving me ideas on where and how to try. But I was a loser and I knew it, I knew I didn't deserve it. I started working in many places, I was anything but - a bartender, waiter, storekeeper, driver, croupier, supplier ... indefinitely. So the next year she could afford to work from home, she started dreaming about travel, adventure, emotions - all things I never gave her. In the end, after a lot of torment and quarrels and crying and suffering, she left me. She and her best friend traveled the world, partying, having fun.

When he came back, he didn't look for me anymore. He recently got married and has a child. I returned to Varna, after a long and painful period of mastery after the separation I had focused on courses for administering sites, databases and finally got on my feet, I am already stable and I have a good job. I also have a new girlfriend. I love her, but she's not the love of my life - I still love the former more. What am I sorry about? For not studying when I needed to and not starting to develop and learn when she was still with me, for not giving her the security she needed. We were together for 7 years and the reason for our separation was only me - a complex, insecure idiot. Why did he have to leave me on my feet? !! I still think about her, every day, every hour. Don't make my mistake, develop on time, be worthy of the girl next to you, because love alone is not enough, think about the fact that one day you have to look after a child, have a home, that the costs have to be borne by both . Don't live with the thought that "there is time", that "things will sort themselves out and I will suddenly start making money without much work" ... take matters into your own hands, because she relies on you! that the costs must be borne by both. Don't live with the thought that "there is time", that "things will sort themselves out and suddenly I will start making money without much work" ... take matters into your own hands, because she relies on you! that the costs must be borne by both. Don't live with the thought that "there is time", that "things will work out on their own and I will suddenly start making money without a lot of work" ... take matters into your own hands, because she relies on you!