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Do you need to move in with a man who is controlled by his mother?
You never know where you will meet your other half. Dating an interesting man can happen anywhere: in a cafe, on the street, at a party with friends. No matter how pleasant it is to communicate with a man, it does not always guarantee that a man in family life will remain in the eyes of a woman as attractive as at the first meeting.
Today we will tell the story of our reader, who in time realized that he could not live with a man under the same roof. It started out so well.
A man in family life "We met at a mutual friend's birthday party." Vlad immediately became interested in me, we met and talked all evening. The young man seemed to me an interesting and witty interlocutor, and I adore men with a good sense of humor. When everyone started to disperse, Vlad asked for my phone number, and I happily dictated it.
I was looking forward to him calling. A few days passed and a long-awaited call came. We agreed to meet at a cafe. When I arrived, I saw Vlad standing dressed with a needle and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. A romantic lunch, smoothly turned into dinner, and then a leisurely walk in the park. I was crazy about him and it was mutual.
From that day on, our continuous communication began. Vlad gave flowers and gifts, I couldn't talk to him. We felt so good together that we decided to move in two months later. Since Vlad lived in his apartment, and I was living with my mother at that time, my lover offered to move to his apartment. I packed all the necessary things and flew to him on the wings of love.
It was a small one-bedroom apartment, and I lamented in my mind that there would be nowhere to retire and think about my own. I love to talk, but sometimes I need silence. It's gonna have to be split in half. I moved in on Saturday thinking I could sleep in my new place before work on Sunday.
“Vlad’s phone rang in the morning and somehow woke me up.” He held the phone to my ear and said, “This is my mother.” I was sleepy, I didn't know whose mother was calling. "Hi, are you still asleep?" It’s time to make Vlada breakfast, I mumbled and hung up the phone.
I looked at Vlad, and he lay there looking at me like nothing had happened. I did not get confused, I wrote a list to him so that Vlad would buy groceries at the store. Meanwhile, I jumped up with a bullet and packed all my belongings in a bag, called a taxi and drove off. At home, I dug in a blanket and decided not to ruin my day off.
Vlad called me several times, but I didn't answer. A few days later, he stopped calling and writing. My friends tried to convince me for a long time, they say that he was brought up and with an apartment. But I'm sure you can't re-educate an adult. He will always listen to his mother. And if our life together began so ridiculously, what should we expect in the future? ?
Today we will tell the story of our reader, who in time realized that he could not live with a man under the same roof. It started out so well.
A man in family life "We met at a mutual friend's birthday party." Vlad immediately became interested in me, we met and talked all evening. The young man seemed to me an interesting and witty interlocutor, and I adore men with a good sense of humor. When everyone started to disperse, Vlad asked for my phone number, and I happily dictated it.
I was looking forward to him calling. A few days passed and a long-awaited call came. We agreed to meet at a cafe. When I arrived, I saw Vlad standing dressed with a needle and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. A romantic lunch, smoothly turned into dinner, and then a leisurely walk in the park. I was crazy about him and it was mutual.
From that day on, our continuous communication began. Vlad gave flowers and gifts, I couldn't talk to him. We felt so good together that we decided to move in two months later. Since Vlad lived in his apartment, and I was living with my mother at that time, my lover offered to move to his apartment. I packed all the necessary things and flew to him on the wings of love.
It was a small one-bedroom apartment, and I lamented in my mind that there would be nowhere to retire and think about my own. I love to talk, but sometimes I need silence. It's gonna have to be split in half. I moved in on Saturday thinking I could sleep in my new place before work on Sunday.
“Vlad’s phone rang in the morning and somehow woke me up.” He held the phone to my ear and said, “This is my mother.” I was sleepy, I didn't know whose mother was calling. "Hi, are you still asleep?" It’s time to make Vlada breakfast, I mumbled and hung up the phone.
I looked at Vlad, and he lay there looking at me like nothing had happened. I did not get confused, I wrote a list to him so that Vlad would buy groceries at the store. Meanwhile, I jumped up with a bullet and packed all my belongings in a bag, called a taxi and drove off. At home, I dug in a blanket and decided not to ruin my day off.
Vlad called me several times, but I didn't answer. A few days later, he stopped calling and writing. My friends tried to convince me for a long time, they say that he was brought up and with an apartment. But I'm sure you can't re-educate an adult. He will always listen to his mother. And if our life together began so ridiculously, what should we expect in the future? ?
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