The story of a husband who turned out to be a serpent and did not meet from Poland

No matter how small the world is, given the Internet and available air travel, relationship It's never easy. Different characters, different views on life and so on. And if we talk not about young people, who all fashion and culture are the same, in principle, on the globe, but about adults, formed people.



Irina herself comes from a small Ukrainian village. She shared a part of her life with us, for which we are very grateful. Not everyone will be able to say so boldly what is on his soul. From the words of Irina herself.

Living in the district center is not very, I will tell you. There's really nothing to do. You can’t go to the theater or listen to the concert. When I was young, I loved this kind of entertainment. Sometimes I managed to go to the city and relax. But it didn't happen often.

After graduating from school and enrolling in a teacher training institute, I met my future husband. Handsome, fit, only from the army, but not a penny. His mother was the headmistress of our school. So he was quite able to ask her for some money so we could go to the city to live in a rented apartment.



Don't think about it, I didn't intend to be a content. First of all, I had no savings. A couple of months' rent would be enough. And secondly, I really wanted to go to work. This is a very useful experience, besides, I really wanted to communicate with the citizens, find out what they are, and so on. In short, there was a lot of energy and curiosity.

But the music didn't last long. A couple of times we went to the cinema, once to an exhibition and somewhere else. Naturally, gray everyday life was also present, but even they were more interesting than in their native village. And one day I realized I was expecting a baby. I won’t go into details about how I found out, it just happened.

We returned home to Sergey and his mother. She quickly got me into school as a teacher. It was most convenient, because I could sit on maternity leave while my civilian husband was earning some money. 2 months before the birth of Galina we signed. The wedding, as you can see, did not take place. I could barely stand.



Then another daughter was born, whom we named Zoryana. Hard times have come: my husband can not find a job, rather sabbathed on the eternal construction of handymen. I was addicted to the green snake, cried at night, and in the evening yelled at me and felt sorry for myself. I slept during the day while I was at school.

The answer came somehow by itself: you need to go to work. Poland. No money, no life. It might make a difference. The first time I left for 3 months. It was a fairy tale. I worked three times at home. Then for another three months and a third time for six months. I bought some clothes for the girls, some equipment. I didn't forget my mother-in-law and my husband.

But my husband’s mother stopped talking to me. You see, her son misses and her granddaughters don't see her mother. And Seryozha has a gold medal! My answer was that a medal (at a school where his mother is a headmistress) would be of little use in life, it only bloated her cheeks.

Naturally, I went for the fourth time. This time for 2 years. There I already had friends, an apartment and a permanent job. I can’t say that I feel sorry for myself, but, to be honest, at least once a month I managed to go to the movies, the theater or some other events. There was enough money to save and to live.



I was even taken care of by a local gentleman: a man six months younger than me, who swore love at every opportunity. I didn’t agree to anything, I didn’t even allow myself to flirt with him.

But it was time to go home, and I was kind of sad at the time. When I arrived, a real surprise awaited me. No one met me at the station, not even at home. As I opened the gate and walked in with my bags in my hands, I saw my husband. He was celebrating something with the local bullies. After the worst scandal, I went into the house and saw my children shunning me.



It turns out that Grandma sang to them that I'm a bad mother, walking with my new dad, and I don't like them. Now the kids were just staring at the hotel, and it was as if I was not noticed. I couldn't even say anything. As my mother-in-law began to push me out of the house, they say that she does not need such a daughter-in-law. And Seryozha will do better. The kids didn't even come out to say goodbye.

I stayed with a friend for a week, bought food for the two of us, and gave her some money on top. I realized there was nothing keeping me here anymore. I bought some things, took care of some dental problems and left. Abroad, I accepted the courtship of my new gentleman. I still have no regrets.

I no longer work as a cleaner, but as a drawing teacher in one of the Ukrainian schools. I was very attached to my students, very much. A couple of months ago, I visited my ex-husband again to sign some papers. My mother-in-law told me that women run after her son in herds, and the children do not want to know me. Well, at least she was right about something: the girls really abandoned me as a mother.

Poland is my new home and Leszek is my new love. If God closes the door, a window will open for you.



I would like to support a woman who has put her whole life to improve the life of herself and her loved ones. It's a shame this happened to the children. But maybe they will grow up and everything will fall into place. In the meantime, we hold our fists tight for you and your new life.