The last of the three stories in the life of twenty three years old me — about the strength, which helped me to transform myself. About the strength, which let me to not to become broken and live further.
I want to share my thoughts after my last — the eighteenth — story in these four months with you. This is the story of my twenty three years of life.
The first of the three most important stories in the life of twenty three years old me. This story is about how I transformed an enormous inner pain from the unfulfilled expectations for my own good and found out, to whom I need to give love in the first place.
My second — shorter, much calmer, and nature oriented — trip between the Hampton Beach and Philadelphia, during which I visited the Boston Chinatown with the Boston Public Garden and made some comparisons and thoughts about it.
Theft of a hundred dollars, toxic work relationships, accessibility of the second job, bank bureaucracy… No, most importantly — total loneliness and collapse of my expectations. The best moment to share what happened with me during the first month…
Yes, I have finally done it — after several months of hard work in order to achieve it, I am finally in the United States to gain an invaluable experience in both live and work…
Fortunately, I had some deeds to complete for two and a half days in Moscow, so I used the chance and decided to see Moscow through my own perspective for the first time — and share it via the blog post with the photographs and commentaries with you.
¡I want to thank you for your attention, support, and comments to my works! I notice your every reaction — by collecting all the experience, I critically analyzed everything I did, I am doing, and what I will do. Your activity makes my works better.
I decided to prove, that achieving your dreams is about the environment, relevant knowledge, and your true will — by my own story.
The blog post, which I wrote three months till the year of starting my new life — my last three months.