Half a year after... and about time to tell you my story. This is going to be a personal story, but I need to share it with you.
I think most of you knew about my relationship with Sonia Doris Andras. We met each other here on Queenzone. And since the first time we walked, there was chemistry. Soon we got into a sort of relationship, although we both weren't sure how serious it was I guess. But last March we met in Amsterdam. Her mother had a congress there, and Sonia invited me to stay with them for the whole week. I booked a hotel, arranged a discount for the congress and picked them up from the airport. That week will always remain in my memories as one of the best of my life. I've never felt so free and happy as back then. Sonia and I really seemed to be in love, and we enjoyed every single minute. In that week, we did more than I usually do in one year. It was just great, and it was hard saying goodbye to each other. I had good contact with her parents as well… at least, I thought I was appreciated.
The week after I booked my tickets for a thee week trip to Romania. Monday 26th of June… my plane took off, all the way to Tirgu Mures. But two days before leaving we had our first serious crisis. Sonia was going on Holiday with a girlfriend called Noemi… Noemi is a real party animal… dating guys, drinking, smoking. And she had/has an huge influence on Sonia. So I was a bit worried and I showed that to Sonia. Sonia became mad because of that…. I didn’t trust her. Well, I did… but maybe not enough. We sorted it out before I actually went to Romania. But it caused some serious damage I guess. Especially her mom blamed me, because the fight was before a important exam. It was a stupid act of me. I met Noemi in Romania, and we got along quite well so worries for nothing anyway.
Back to the 26th. It was Sonia’s Birthday, so a special day in many perspectives. I was very glad to see my pretty girlfriend, when I made my first steps on Romanian ground. So was she to see me. The first days together were great, from my point of view. We went out to see the city together… we met Noemi… we saw movies together. I enjoyed being with her. But there was one thing that really bothered me. I didn’t feel accepted as a boyfriend. Sonia was scared… scared to be seen kissing… hugging… whatever with me. We were supposed to act like normal friends. And if her mother was somewhere close, I had to stay on a save distance. Beside that, her mother kept talking about other boys. And when Sonia told her mom that she wanted to visit me in Holland, her mom told her that she wasn’t allowed to. “It’s a tradition here that the boy visits the girl, and not the other way around”. After some hard words, her mother allowed her to visit me… though she always tried to think of something else for Christmas.
We made our biggest mistake on the third day. Sonia’s parents were supposed leave early in the morning. I woke up around 8:30, and I couldn’t sleep anymore. So I entered the living room, but nobody was there. I went to Sonia’s room and sat down next to her bed…. I looked at her sleeping. After a while she woke up, and told me that she wanted to sleep a bit more. I asked if I should leave, or if she would be ok with it, if I stayed in her bed as well to relax a bit. She agreed with me. But then her mother entered…. and she wasn’t amused with what she saw.
From that moment, any kind of privacy was rare. We had plans to go to Cluj together… and to Bucharest. But going just together was no issue anymore. Cluj was an option, but then together with her parents. And Bucharest was no option at all. We still had some privacy. In Sonia’s room, when we watched a movie or surfing on the internet. But there was always the fear of someone entering the room. We never felt free as birds, like we were in Amsterdam.
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We never could show each other the love in a natural way. Sonia was constantly afraid. There was a sexual attraction as well, but we never could fully give in to it. And this – I might say – was very frustrating.
But we found a way to have our moment of privacy. We were going out on Saturday eve. And Sonia came with the idea to go to an hotel after clubbing. After clubbing and finding a cab… Sonia started to doubt. I should have decided to go home right then, but I didn’t… realising that this was probably our only chance of privacy. What happened after that was unnatural, forced, the wrong moment and didn’t work. I’m sorry because of that night, but we can’t turn back the time. I know Sonia blames me for my attitude that night, which is her good right.
Two days after we went to the countryside together with her parents. We wanted to stay in their house in Stenceni, but arriving there it seemed to be badly damaged by bad weather. It was really primitive, though I think the few hours we spend there were just great. I remember sitting on the swing together as two love birds… Back to basic, but love was all I needed. Though we decided to leave Stenceni, and go to Toplita… a small city a few kilometres from Stenceni. Sonia’s parents booked two hotel rooms in a great hotel. One for Sonia’s father and me… and one for Sonia and her mother.
Those days we went from restaurant to restaurant. We never got separated from her parents, so our privacy was all gone there. When her mother wanted to sleep, I had to sleep as well… When they wanted to wake up, I had to wake up as well. I really appreciated her parents, but I came to Romania for Sonia. I wanted to share time with her. I wanted to get to know the real Sonia, not the Sonia playing someone different to satisfy her mother. After three days living like this, I was so frustrated and down that Sonia asked me what was wrong. I told her that I’m 22 and would appreciate a more mature approach by her parents. And at that moment, Sonia agreed with me. So we went to her mother explaining this problem.
Her mother wasn’t ready to give us more space though. She actually immediately started to threaten Sonia with withdrawing her funds for her study and room. Sonia got that mad, that she packed her bags to leave with me. The bags were already on top of the stairs and she already asked me to carry them down, when I forced her to talk with her mother. The last thing I wanted was to force a break between her and her family. After hours of talking, Sonia decided to stay. I was glad with that, though I realised that our relationship was doomed.
That night I didn’t sleep at all. I realised that it was better for me to leave, but my love was that strong that I couldn’t… I couldn’t just give up what we had. Anyway, we went on an excursion that following day. It was hot, the roads were bad and I was in the centre of the backseats of the car. I felt sick, also because of what happened the day before. Again, we went from restaurant to restaurant but they couldn’t find the right one. And I just felt like a doll walking after them. The only thing that kept me alive was the tender hand of Sonia, still holding mine.
What they showed us was really beautiful. Never seen such an impressive nature with my own naked eyes. But I really had problems enjoying it though. After visiting three restaurants without eating something, we ended up at the house of an old friend of Sonia’s father. Those people couldn’t talk English, and my “talk” Sonia decided to sit at the other side at the table so she could see the pics of her young dad, which they were watching. I felt lonely, bored and sick. I knew exactly what I did, when I declined the drinks and food they offered me. I knew that is was more than just rude in Romania to do that. I just couldn’t be the nice guy anymore. I lost the power to smile
But we found a way to have our moment of privacy. We were going out on Saturday eve. And Sonia came with the idea to go to an hotel after clubbing. After clubbing and finding a cab… Sonia started to doubt. I should have decided to go home right then, but I didn’t… realising that this was probably our only chance of privacy. What happened after that was unnatural, forced, the wrong moment and didn’t work. I’m sorry because of that night, but we can’t turn back the time. I know Sonia blames me for my attitude that night, which is her good right.
Two days after we went to the countryside together with her parents. We wanted to stay in their house in Stenceni, but arriving there it seemed to be badly damaged by bad weather. It was really primitive, though I think the few hours we spend there were just great. I remember sitting on the swing together as two love birds… Back to basic, but love was all I needed. Though we decided to leave Stenceni, and go to Toplita… a small city a few kilometres from Stenceni. Sonia’s parents booked two hotel rooms in a great hotel. One for Sonia’s father and me… and one for Sonia and her mother.
Those days we went from restaurant to restaurant. We never got separated from her parents, so our privacy was all gone there. When her mother wanted to sleep, I had to sleep as well… When they wanted to wake up, I had to wake up as well. I really appreciated her parents, but I came to Romania for Sonia. I wanted to share time with her. I wanted to get to know the real Sonia, not the Sonia playing someone different to satisfy her mother. After three days living like this, I was so frustrated and down that Sonia asked me what was wrong. I told her that I’m 22 and would appreciate a more mature approach by her parents. And at that moment, Sonia agreed with me. So we went to her mother explaining this problem.
Her mother wasn’t ready to give us more space though. She actually immediately started to threaten Sonia with withdrawing her funds for her study and room. Sonia got that mad, that she packed her bags to leave with me. The bags were already on top of the stairs and she already asked me to carry them down, when I forced her to talk with her mother. The last thing I wanted was to force a break between her and her family. After hours of talking, Sonia decided to stay. I was glad with that, though I realised that our relationship was doomed.
That night I didn’t sleep at all. I realised that it was better for me to leave, but my love was that strong that I couldn’t… I couldn’t just give up what we had. Anyway, we went on an excursion that following day. It was hot, the roads were bad and I was in the centre of the backseats of the car. I felt sick, also because of what happened the day before. Again, we went from restaurant to restaurant but they couldn’t find the right one. And I just felt like a doll walking after them. The only thing that kept me alive was the tender hand of Sonia, still holding mine.
What they showed us was really beautiful. Never seen such an impressive nature with my own naked eyes. But I really had problems enjoying it though. After visiting three restaurants without eating something, we ended up at the house of an old friend of Sonia’s father. Those people couldn’t talk English, and my “talk” Sonia decided to sit at the other side at the table so she could see the pics of her young dad, which they were watching. I felt lonely, bored and sick. I knew exactly what I did, when I declined the drinks and food they offered me. I knew that is was more than just rude in Romania to do that. I just couldn’t be the nice guy anymore. I lost the power to smile
All I wanted was to go back to the hotel, but the day was just halfway. After the visit, we finally found a good restaurant. But I couldn’t eat anymore. Sonia and I walked in that restaurant still holding hands, but her mother was already that angry that she stopped talking to me. What I remembered is that they both went to the toilet, that Sonia came back and said to me “If this is who you really are… than I don’t think we have future together”… the hours after they decided to ignore me. Her mother, her father and Sonia.
It was already evening when we got back to the hotel. That’s when Sonia started to see my situation and started to defend me a bit. We decided to give our relationship one last try, the remaining 10 days. We wanted to play a game of pool in the general room of the hotel, after some refreshment. I went to my room, refreshed myself and went to Sonia’s room to get her. But at that moment she was having words with her mother… “One moment.. problems”… so I went back to my room, and walked in the other room 15 minutes after that. Sonia was in bed, told me that she was sick and couldn’t play pool anymore.
The next morning, three angry faces were pointed at me during breakfast. After breakfast, we went shopping in the city. Sonia walking arm in arm with both of her parents, and I not knowing were to look or what to say. They completely ignored me. The only thing Sonia could say was “you deserve it”. Walking back, the dog of the hotel wanted to greet me… and Sonia suddenly started to talk to me… “look, the dog is waiting for you”. I responded with “at least someone is”… According to Sonia, I blew my last chance with that. But she was just waiting for me to make a mistake. This was a game I couldn’t win anymore.
The days after were horrible. I wasn’t welcome anymore, and everybody refused to talk about what happened. I just had to “act like a tourist” and to “enjoy my stay”. But I couldn’t. I really loved Sonia and it this situation hurt like hell.
After loads of tears and begging, they helped me to change my flight tickets. I could leave five days early. The last days of my stay were ok. Sonia and I started to talk a bit again, we played poker and we enjoyed each other a bit. Actually Sonia said that she was a bit sad that I left early. But I had to. I left Toplita on Sunday, together with her father. That was the last time I saw Sonia in flesh and blood. The day I spend with her father was good. He was very helpful, and I’ll always be grateful for that.
Sonia and I tried to talk after my return. But every time we talked, we fought… subject… her mother. I lost her mothers respect, and with that the chance of being close to Sonia. I remember the words her mother said to me: “I didn’t like you from the start… I warned Sonia for you. You’re only causing problems”.
Well, we’re six months later. This whole story left a big scarf right through my heart. I still care about Sonia. She was my first big love. And we ended up throwing mud. For gods sake why?
We promised each other not to tell anybody about what happened… sorry for breaking a promise.
It was already evening when we got back to the hotel. That’s when Sonia started to see my situation and started to defend me a bit. We decided to give our relationship one last try, the remaining 10 days. We wanted to play a game of pool in the general room of the hotel, after some refreshment. I went to my room, refreshed myself and went to Sonia’s room to get her. But at that moment she was having words with her mother… “One moment.. problems”… so I went back to my room, and walked in the other room 15 minutes after that. Sonia was in bed, told me that she was sick and couldn’t play pool anymore.
The next morning, three angry faces were pointed at me during breakfast. After breakfast, we went shopping in the city. Sonia walking arm in arm with both of her parents, and I not knowing were to look or what to say. They completely ignored me. The only thing Sonia could say was “you deserve it”. Walking back, the dog of the hotel wanted to greet me… and Sonia suddenly started to talk to me… “look, the dog is waiting for you”. I responded with “at least someone is”… According to Sonia, I blew my last chance with that. But she was just waiting for me to make a mistake. This was a game I couldn’t win anymore.
The days after were horrible. I wasn’t welcome anymore, and everybody refused to talk about what happened. I just had to “act like a tourist” and to “enjoy my stay”. But I couldn’t. I really loved Sonia and it this situation hurt like hell.
After loads of tears and begging, they helped me to change my flight tickets. I could leave five days early. The last days of my stay were ok. Sonia and I started to talk a bit again, we played poker and we enjoyed each other a bit. Actually Sonia said that she was a bit sad that I left early. But I had to. I left Toplita on Sunday, together with her father. That was the last time I saw Sonia in flesh and blood. The day I spend with her father was good. He was very helpful, and I’ll always be grateful for that.
Sonia and I tried to talk after my return. But every time we talked, we fought… subject… her mother. I lost her mothers respect, and with that the chance of being close to Sonia. I remember the words her mother said to me: “I didn’t like you from the start… I warned Sonia for you. You’re only causing problems”.
Well, we’re six months later. This whole story left a big scarf right through my heart. I still care about Sonia. She was my first big love. And we ended up throwing mud. For gods sake why?
We promised each other not to tell anybody about what happened… sorry for breaking a promise.
I am slightly not convinced by one-sided stories. I'd like to hear the other person's point of view too. Otherwise, it seems like a lame attempt to get some attention from what I have read... And about the last part, you clearly seem to have stepped on a promise, and believe me, I am pretty sure that no one would appreciate this, and it will not get that girl back, au contraire... I am trying to advise you as a friend, that this is not the way to get to a woman's heart, I tell you from experience, and it will only create a great deal of pity from other users who will sympathize with you and feel sorry. At least show her you are a man and let go as brave as you can, as she seems to be the man in this story... Save yourself some pity and don't act like a manipulative old lady. Don't take this offensively, but my brother had kind of the same problem, and the only thing he got out of his "love story" was a few days in jail and a permanent restraining order (not to say that he had to move from the country because he could not stand the existence in our hometown any more, or in France...). Although I would also like to hear the girl's (sorry, I forgot the name) story, I wouldn't be surprised if she wouldn't want anything to do with this...
Thank you for your patience on reading this, and I hope that you learned a bit from my words.
Fulcanelli.
Thank you for your patience on reading this, and I hope that you learned a bit from my words.
Fulcanelli.
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Fulcanelli Paracelsus wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I am slightly not convinced by one-sided stories. I'd like to hear the other person's point of view too. Otherwise, it seems like a lame attempt to get some attention from what I have read...[/QUOTE]
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? Or just a friend. I can't look inside Sonia's head.. but this is how I look back to what happened. I tried to be as objective as possible.
If you don't believe... then don't. If Sonia wants to write down her point of view, I would only be glad.
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? Or just a friend. I can't look inside Sonia's head.. but this is how I look back to what happened. I tried to be as objective as possible.
If you don't believe... then don't. If Sonia wants to write down her point of view, I would only be glad.
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=#CC0066 face="Bradley Hand ITC"> The Mir@cle </font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Fulcanelli Paracelsus wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I am slightly not convinced by one-sided stories. I'd like to hear the other person's point of view too. Otherwise, it seems like a lame attempt to get some attention from what I have read...[/QUOTE]
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? Or just a friend. I can't look inside Sonia's head.. but this is how I look back to what happened. I tried to be as objective as possible.[/QUOTE]
No. I just registered and this the second topic I posted in. I don't know the girl, and believe me I didn't register to attack any of the members. I saw Romania in the title, and I thought it would be interesting, as it is a fascinating country. :-) I am sad that you had bad experiences there, but I can tell you, Romanian girls are one of my favourites.
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? Or just a friend. I can't look inside Sonia's head.. but this is how I look back to what happened. I tried to be as objective as possible.[/QUOTE]
No. I just registered and this the second topic I posted in. I don't know the girl, and believe me I didn't register to attack any of the members. I saw Romania in the title, and I thought it would be interesting, as it is a fascinating country. :-) I am sad that you had bad experiences there, but I can tell you, Romanian girls are one of my favourites.
Romania is fascinating, so are the girls. I loved the county itself, but it was a painful stay in the end.
I'm not trying to get Sonia back with this. Actually, I realise I create some extra slots on the door with this. It's because I'm finished with it... it's done.
I'm not searching for support as well... I just had to write this of me. And it might explain some post who are made by several people today.
I'm not trying to get Sonia back with this. Actually, I realise I create some extra slots on the door with this. It's because I'm finished with it... it's done.
I'm not searching for support as well... I just had to write this of me. And it might explain some post who are made by several people today.
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Personal stories are personal stories. You don't do anyone a favour by telling a complete story of an unhappy event. You just end up hurting people who you say you care about. And saying it's the end, it's good, now you have to act. I can see you are an intelligent young man, so I trust you'll do the wisest thing without causing more pain and negative feelings, even to persons who apparently seem to have ruthlessly hurt you.
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=#CC0066 face="Bradley Hand ITC"> The Mir@cle </font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Fulcanelli Paracelsus wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I am slightly not convinced by one-sided stories. I'd like to hear the other person's point of view too. Otherwise, it seems like a lame attempt to get some attention from what I have read...[/QUOTE]
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? [/QUOTE]
Odd, my thoughts exactly.
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? [/QUOTE]
Odd, my thoughts exactly.
You have an email Red Grrrl :*
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Fulcanelli Paracelsus wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Personal stories are personal stories. You don't do anyone a favour by telling a complete story of an unhappy event. You just end up hurting people who you say you care about. And saying it's the end, it's good, now you have to act. I can see you are an intelligent young man, so I trust you'll do the wisest thing without causing more pain and negative feelings, even to persons who apparently seem to have ruthlessly hurt you.[/QUOTE]
I see you're a wise man as well. Hurting Sonia is the last thing I wanted to do. Still I'm not going to take away this story.
I'm going to move on right now. I just wrote the last chapter of this book. Time to start a new one. One with an happy end I hope.
I see you're a wise man as well. Hurting Sonia is the last thing I wanted to do. Still I'm not going to take away this story.
I'm going to move on right now. I just wrote the last chapter of this book. Time to start a new one. One with an happy end I hope.
Tijn can you check your hotmail please.
I'm doing it right now, but I can't see anything. meijermartijn@hotmail.com, right?
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=red>?Sasha wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=#CC0066 face="Bradley Hand ITC"> The Mir@cle </font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Fulcanelli Paracelsus wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I am slightly not convinced by one-sided stories. I'd like to hear the other person's point of view too. Otherwise, it seems like a lame attempt to get some attention from what I have read...[/QUOTE]
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You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? [/QUOTE]
Odd, my thoughts exactly.[/QUOTE]
The previous post was in the Touchy People thread, where this same subject was being discussed.
Coincidence?
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Posts: 2 | Registered: Wednesday, January 17, 2007
You registered to tell me I'm selling bullshit? Sonia herself? [/QUOTE]
Odd, my thoughts exactly.[/QUOTE]
The previous post was in the Touchy People thread, where this same subject was being discussed.
Coincidence?