As scary as it sounds, I tried to commit suicide when I was 16. I guess it was all in one: peer pressure, misunderstanding with my parents, my boyfriend, myself, etc. Fortunately, everything was OK. I was hospitalized for few days, and wen out with a warning not to do that again :)
After finishing my high school, I went to US for learning English. This influenced me a lot on my way of thinking, dressing, and communicating. I was 17, when I encountered the Western culture for the first time. It was beautiful and scary at the same time. It was the first time I could smell freedom. I used to watch Friends and cartoons with my host-sister, who was 3 at the time. I used to babysit her a lot, and we have become very close, like sisters. My host family was very nice to me, they encouraged me to learn, explore the new world of America.
After year in "strange" heaven, I have transferred to Schiller International University for College preparation classes. This is another pinpoint in my life, which made my eyes open wide. I have met many international students, seen many different cultures, attitudes, faces. They were so different, and so similar. It was strange. Let’s not go into details, let’s just say I had so much fun in that school, made many friends from all over the world.
Transfer from Schiller to University of Colorado at Denver was a pleasant surprise. It was real university courses, but mainly, my boyfriend was in Denver! How I missed him at that time. It was one of the happiest moments of my life. We moved in together, my friend who also transferred from Florida to Colorado, lived with us. It was fun time. I did everything in the household, and didn’t even bother to think that I’m spoiling my boyfriend. His clothes were ready and clean, whenever he needed. I made dinner and left for him, as he used to work late shifts. I loved him so much. We’ve been together on-and-off for 5 years, that year in Denver, was the last one. Unfortunately, we split up soon. I lived alone for a while. It was depressing, lonely phase of my life. I still have good communications with my first boyfriend. He is married and has a cute daughter.
As scary as it sounds, I tried to commit suicide when I was 16. I guess it was all in one: peer pressure, misunderstanding with my parents, my boyfriend, myself, etc. Fortunately, everything was OK. I was hospitalized for few days, and wen out with a warning not to do that again :)
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