New reality

Hey Tracy!

I just saw the first 6 episodes of the Real L Word and right away I felt that I have something in common with you… I guess if you read my story you will understand why. I don’t know whether it is right or wrong but I just felt like dropping by here and sharing what has been happening in my life for the past 3 weeks…

To give you an idea, I am a 27 year old from Bulgaria, living in Athens, Greece for the past 5 years (by the way which part of Greece is Stamie from?). I have been in a loving relationship with my girlfriend for 3 years (two out of those three we have been living together)! Two years ago, point blank, my mother asked me what exactly is my relationship to Vaso (my girlfriend). I did not want to lie to her but I also did not have the strength to tell her the truth so I remained silent. The answer was obvious. For a couple of days after that my mom was looking at me with disgust and I could literally see despise in her eyes (unfortunately, not exaggerating).

After those days, it seems that everything changed and my mom went into denial. She would act as if nothing has happened, but with my father they stopped visiting me here in Greece. Also, when I told her I asked her not to tell my father, to which she replied “OK”. Well, three weeks ago, out of the blue, she decided to tell my father. He called me right away and started the whole “you are sick and need treatment” conversation. We hung up the phone and I was drained…I did not know what to do…I felt desperation. Thank God for Vaso! She has been right by my side and so supportive! Eight hours after we hung up the phone our door bell rings, I open the door and I see my younger brother (20). He tells me that my father has regretted offending me and decided to show me how much he loves me (by driving from Sofia, Bulgaria to Athens in eight hours, when it usually takes ten!) Naively happy I ran downstairs and hugged both my parents. We went to their hotel room, where the true reason for their rush to Athens was revealed. My father told me that he has come to take me and he is not leaving without me, because I am sick, cannot see things clearly and I need to be treated. I argued with them for three hours, but they did not want to hear any of it (just by the way, my brother has turned on me as well). Then I ran away from the hotel and went back home to Vaso. On the next day they were waiting me downstairs again…and not to bore you, this happened for four days. Talking, arguing and anything you can imagine. On the fourth day they decided to leave but not before taking my car because they thought that Vaso will leave me if I don’t have a car! I am writing all of this and it seems to me as if it is a movie…I cannot believe that my loving and always supportive parents can behave this way! Needless to say the only reason I am dealing with this as fine as I am, is because of Vaso and our friends. But now I have a big question mark in my head – should I go home for Christmas? My parents are expecting me, since I always go home for Christmas. I know that if I do not go, I will feel guilty for disappointing my mom, but I also know that when I get there I will not get even a second of “silence” and the holidays will not actually BE holidays.

Well, in what came out to be a LONG nut shell, this is about it – my story. I apologize if I bored you and if this is not the type of story you want to be shared, but when I saw you in the show I thought that you would understand what it is to have parents who just don’t get it. The loving relationship I always had with my family seems so superficial right now and I just can’t believe it…

Thanks for your time!

Big S’AGAPW from Athens

Elena