“I rushed into marriage with Marina. There was no love between us. It was just a one-time offer, and she accepted. Things moved on, and I had to get married at the age of seventeen.
Marina wanted me to start working, but I ignored her wishes and enrolled in a polytechnic institute.
I attended classes in the morning, worked on projects during the day, and unloaded train cars from nine p.m. until one a.m. to pay for our community apartment and earn a living.
Our daughter, Amelia, was born. I loved him deeply, which is why I put up with such a difficult wife.
But one day my wife left for two weeks. I had to take Amelia to my classes, and luckily she sat quietly while drawing while the teachers figured out the situation.
My female classmates even helped take care of child, and one of them had a lawyer father who agreed to help me with the divorce so Amelia could stay with me.
When Marina came home, I filed for divorce. Marina muttered something about wanting me to leave the institute, but I didn’t give up on my intentions. The court ruled in my favor, and neither I nor our daughter have seen Marina since.
Ten years have passed. Do I regret the divorce? No way. Yes, it was difficult. There were financial, psychological and physical problems… but that is all in the past.
Today I have my own business, a beloved daughter who hasn’t mentioned her mother since I told her about it, and Amelia is an excellent student at school and at home.
She grows up to be a beautiful young girl. In a month, my daughter and I will go on vacation to the Black Sea. »