Hey! What a pleasure to see your letters and kind words. I forget about the war and the ruined future now when I read your kind words.
I consider myself lucky that I could survive this war. Many have lost their lives and loved ones. This is a great tragedy for all mankind. Now we have a refugee certificate from the Russian government. We also have a Ukrainian passport and I think that I can start a new life, having refugee status is a chance for a new life. But my mother is categorically against starting a new life in a foreign country and she wants to return to Ukraine.
I want to talk a little about my past and about my failed relationships. the man with whom I communicated and was friends for almost 2 years left me at a difficult moment. We had dreams and plans for a common future. But fate was distributed differently, and perhaps this is for the better. Because a person can only be recognized in difficulty and grief. I'm right?
I had one man and we started dating and the relationship developed beautifully. But apparently our dreams were not destined to come true. Once in rainy weather in the summer, I was driving a taxi home from a friend. The driver lost control and ran into oncoming traffic. From a strong blow, I received severe bruises and I was taken to the hospital.
I still remember that day before my eyes. Spinning time, it's raining and people are slowly walking home. After the impact, I woke up on the ground and did not understand anything. An elderly man pulled me out and helped me deal with the shock. Looking at my eyes, he told me: "Don't worry, the wounds will heal before the wedding." I calmed down after his words, because I knew about our wedding arrangement with my man.
But the injuries were severe, and the doctors did not give a chance for recovery at all, because I could not move my legs. I was in bed for five months and could not move. All this time my friends supported me. My man could not stand the heavy blow of fate and stopped communicating with me. It was a double whammy for me during this difficult time. But I found strength in myself, and thanks to the doctors, I was able to start moving my legs and after a year of rehabilitation I fully recovered. It took me another year to fully walk on my own and do without the supervision of a doctor.
A great desire and dream to get on my feet, to live a full life pushed me to go in for sports and fitness. Now I am a free, strong and independent woman. But still lonely at heart. Only your letters make me happy. I myself do not understand what is happening to me and why I am telling you this. Do you not have this?
With this letter, my heart was relieved when I spoke to you. To you, absolutely at first glance, an unfamiliar, but very close person. Thank you for writing and supporting me and telling me about yourself. I kiss you tightly for such joy!
I am pleased to talk to you in this wild time of war. Write to me more about you and what worries you. I'll be happy to listen and write an answer. I look forward to your reply!
Your Viktoriya.
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Victoriya <w.ic.h.to.r.iiam@gmail.com> <wichtoriiam@gmail.com> (Gelesen: 1842 mal)
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