I will never forget how my father took me hunting when I was a child. We hunted hares and foxes. Dad even let him hold the gun in his hands. True, when he shot a hare, I cried a lot and felt sorry for him. But then she still ate with everyone.
My dad was a soldier. He was always busy, so he didn’t have enough time for me. Therefore, all the moments spent together were very valuable.
You can say that I had such a military childhood. Dad let me walk with two soldiers. They looked after me and rode on the swing. It was even fun. They taught me to assemble and disassemble a machine gun, took me to training grounds, and shooting ranges, I learned to walk like a soldier. At the age of 5, I started boxing, and later karate and kickboxing. Then they were transferred to a group where there were fights without rules. The skills of all types of martial arts were developed there. Now I am glad that I can do all this.
I lost my family as a child;
I don’t remember my mother well. She died when I was 4 years old. It happened in a car accident. I survived, the driver was disabled, and my mother died. After my mother’s death, my father did not communicate with anyone for a long time. Later he met Ms. Oksana, and a few years later he introduced me to her.
My father died when I was 12 years old. I went through it very hard. I had a nervous breakdown. At the funeral, she barely stayed until the end. I was so sick that I passed out. Didn’t eat for several days in a row. She didn’t want to see anyone, didn’t go out. I just cried.
I did not immediately find a common language with the guardian
The time of guardianship over me has come. My stepmother Oksana, my sister from Italy, and my aunt Katya – a close friend of my parents – wanted to become guardians. Most of all, I wanted to stay with Aunt Katya: she was the most pleasant to me of all. But the court decided that I would be better off with my sister. I really didn’t like it, because I would have to move to Italy, leave all my friends and learn the language, adapt to everything new. After all, Ms. Oksana became my guardian. It helped me not to leave Ukraine and not to end up in a boarding school.
My stepmother and I didn’t get along right away. It took time.
At school, I encountered real bullying
It was not easy for me at school. There were often quarrels and misunderstandings with peers. Some of my classmates even raised their hands at me. They mocked me for not having parents. They made fun of me for not having a mother or a father. It was very cruel.
I often changed schools. With lessons in senior classes, it became more and more difficult.
It was already easier in the last school. Military children studied there, and they treated me well. Quarrels and misunderstandings continued with the rest of the children. I even fought with one girl. I never started a fight, but I could fight back. Sometimes even too much. So once she defended herself and broke the boy’s arm.
In high school, I already had friends, I communicated with everyone. Everyone knew me because I often participated in school competitions.
I got used to work from an early age
I started earning my first money at the age of 16. She worked at a tattoo parlor, drawing sketches for them. She also worked as a waitress, learned bartending. And she helped in the kitchen, and in the evening she painted portraits to order.
Now I work in the beauty industry: I do make-up, hairstyles, and manicures. However, I like the tattoo the most. Friends recommended the course, so I plan to study there. It’s cool to have your pocket money, which you earned yourself;
I met the “Care in Action” organization at the annual family camp. The social service workers offered me to participate. I agreed. The camp was cool. On it, I met other participants who were my age. But I especially liked the volunteers: you could talk to them about anything. I needed company that was far away from drugs, alcohol and stupid things. I met such people here.
Psychology taught me to love myself
After school, I went to study psychology. I have already read quite a few books. From them I learned to appreciate and love myself. I learned to listen to myself, to my desires and to think about health.
With my ex-boyfriend, there was complete control and prohibitions. I constantly heard “don’t go out with that friend”, “don’t wear this dress”, “you can’t do that”. He even raised his hand at me once. I realized that such a toxic relationship is not good for me. They limit me, humiliate me. That’s why I left. If you want to learn more about toxic relationships and how to end them, go to the page Toxic relationships (+ link to the article)
I wish you love for yourself. Know in all measure and keep a sober mind. Be yourself and take life positively. And also study and get an education to become what you want.#nbsp;
May you succeed in everything!
Vika
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