Power of Turkish love

Submitted by Lara Serbian girl (Serbia And Montenegro), Jul 30, 2013 at 18:05

Dear,

I am proud of you! Dont feel bad, because of lost time, at the end you are the winner. I had the same expierence. i still fight with myself. I love him more than myself, but I learn how to act. My English is not so good, but I will try to tell you my story. I am one Slavic language teacher. All my life was not so pretty, but with time I became how people say real beauty. I have to mention, that untill recent time I wasnt aware of that..So i had complex of inferiority.. Moreover, my family never was rich, but I am grown up, not to love money, not to try just to get it no matter what..but to earn it with teaching, translating.. and to be satisfied with small money.. And the third problem was that my mother died a year ago I met that Turkish.. Then I was 27, now I am 29. As Serbian, from country where many wars were because of different religion, I was afraid of muslims, and never had contact with them.. I had boyfriends Serbs, but I was disappointed. They simplu were not gentlemen, they didnt respect me. Honestly they were like girls. Can you imagine? I felt very bad on my relationship, and then.. I ve got a call that I am going to teach one Turkish guy. That is private school, like gym, or fitness center, so we are allowed after course to stay in touch, or start some love story..

We started with lessons. He was quite old (Turkish look older, than they really are). He told me he was 39, but looked 55. With bally, and bold part of had... But he just smilled, he wanted to walk with me to drink coffee. I was about to marry my boyfriend, and I was completely not interested to spend my time with Turkish... But, I felt he tried to steal me. He was on mandate in Serbia. His job is lovely, charity organisation, he put his signature and helps hospitals, schools, poor and hungry people from all around the world... In my eyes, he was Saint. He respected me, buying chocolates, we were laughing, had great time together. Than hetold me he is going to sit for exame from language I teached him.. We worked hard. He told me if he do his exam well he will get another position farm from my country.. For me it meant no more money from lessons, but I wanted to achieve success with him. It was our project! My boyfiriend and I started to quarell, he didnt want me to help him for that exam, and it was cruel from him.. I broke up...

One day, turkish guy came to school where I worked with paper in his hand. that were results of the exam. I opened and saw he was the best.. 97% of the exam. I wanted to congratulate, wanted to kiss his chick, but didnt know it was not according to turksih rules. They dont show their emotions if they are not at home. He was as dead man. I was on my toys and barely reached his chick.. It was funny to see.

After that I realised he was leaving my country... He always was unreliable, something in his eyes told me not to believe him..But I felt in love. It was late to protect. I was sad, because my personal problems, and I confessed him that I like him so much.. He told me he would never married, he would always be free, but I knew I could change him.. Yess, they think the girls are stupid, their lies are naive, because they are not prepared to be careful when they dont tell the truth..

After that, he started to call me... i spent so much money on calls, but never never answer my calls. He told me he was abroad, or on the plane.. That could be truth, his work is indeed like that... But, I didnt feel that he is connected with me.. I just knew if happened that I was angry, he would promise that he would change, whatever I want just to be as earlier.. The same, Skype is free, but he would be tired, or hungry, anything could be reason for him not to call. You know, their girls dont mind, i think they dont speak a lot, they dont have what to speak about... So that is global problem when you are in relationship with Turkish..

Then I visited him in Istanbul for birthday.. I didnt want to go to his place, I went with the group in hotel..The same thing, in hotel they took my passport, so I could go to his hotel.. :) We spent great time. He run away from his work, get flight, went back from his business trip, and spent two days with me. He was so angry, when he realised I couldnt stay in his hotel.. When they are angry, they just dont speak.. They ignore the person beside.. I felt so sick, after so long time spent in the bus (I didnt have money for plane ticket), I couldnt imagine to stay with him in the same room, even less to sleep with him... He told me I would never see him again, and left with his limusina...

I didnt feel bad, I spent my night in the toilet.. :P I realised how stupid I was.. He was so selfish.. He didnt consider I felt sick.. But, then in the morning, he called me in early morning.. Come, come, come, I refused.. Then he decided to come to my hotel.. I started to be afraid.. He was waiting for me in the front of my hotel...was angry, but took me for hand.. Led me for the breakfast, and then asked me where I want to go.. I didnt understand how he can be angry so persistently... We are not like that.

After that, he didnt call, or called once in a week.. I suffered so much. At night I was crying.. I felt in love with wrong man, again... I suffer. And Google is full of his photos, he is still smiling, helping, giving money that is not his...

The real disappointment was for New Year.. He didnt come to see me.. Didnt invite me.. Than my birthday... nothing..he sent me 10 kisses.. than he started to spy me on Skype.. I am language teacher, it is difficult to cheat me.. i knew it was him.. In the result he falled in love with me, but as I read in your stories, his way... That doesnt look like love, but he thinks he gave his best.. Sometimes I thought he was stupid, he cant clean his nose without few assistants.. But I was desperatelly in love with that stupid man.. When I was sleeping he would waching me. Then he wanted to send me money for living when I stayed without job. I refused it... So someone would tell that he loves me.. Nobody knows, me neither.. I just know that I suffer.. Then one time he was driving from macedonia to see me. His delegation went home, but he changed direction and came to see me...

Then nothing... Two different worlds.. Not just religion.. In turkish world man will always be more important that girl.. They pretend that they we are equal, but we will never be.. Just think, they think we Christian, are pagans.. If they hurt us, that is not sin.. We are sinners because we are not muslims... Ok, if somebody thinks different, Ii will not mind. That was my experience..

And to finish.. Now he started to disturb me. I waited for him. Didnt want to find anyone, but I just lost a year. after a year of our relationship, he asks me, how are you? How is life? Like he is some far friend..

I thougt we can improve our rs. I decided to visit him, to speak.. I didnt buy anything to myself, were saving money for the trip.. Finally I went.. And guess what.. He promissed me that he will come, but then he turned off his mobile... He didnt appear. I was crying, because he gave me the hope.. I as waiting for him all year. All bus saw my tears, I could hide my down mood.. And you can guess how other Turkish relate to mu single coming... They all thought I am easy girl.. They were queing in the front of my room.............

After that he called me to apologize. I found out from his doctorate that he is older 4 years...I learned Turkish.. I fought with myself and realised to hurt him, as he hurt me.. I told him I found someone.. I am in love with some man.. He was so jealous.. i still love him, but I am not stupid to allow him to play with me anymore.. No I am going to Turkey for the holiday. He told me he will come. hahahaha, i dont mind, but when he come, IF HE COME, I will tell him, how are you, how is life?? and nothing more.. I will be the strongest girl in the world! And I support all girls here who were fighting with their feelings to get over people who dont deserve them! maybe sometimes, we are weak, sad, accept hand of man who will "comfort" us, but, our God dont forget us, as we didnt forget him in that chasing soul period, and will reward us for sure! ;)

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