From Fed Up to Fabulous: Real stories to inspire and unite women worldwide by Mickey Roothman, Aen Turner, Kristine Overby, Regan Hillyer, Ruth Coetzee, Shuntella Richardson, Veronica Sosa Page A
Authors: Mickey Roothman, Aen Turner, Kristine Overby, Regan Hillyer, Ruth Coetzee, Shuntella Richardson, Veronica Sosa
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and let me go to the USA to study English. My wish was granted and I went to live with some friends who had to put up with my eccentricities and unusual visions of life while I was studying English.
When I returned to Venezuela that December I met someone special and that became the most important thing in my life and of course I started to study everything you could imagine from International trade to tourism.
True Love Blooms ... or does it?
My boyfriend and I did not have a stable relationship at first. But it was a relationship that lasted six years. A relationship that became a huge life lesson, although at the time, I did not see it that way. We were young, our families knew each other, he entered my house freely and I did the same at his house. We spent so much time together. It looked perfect to a point, but in fact we had a love- hate relationship, it was a case of “I can’t live with you, but I can’t live without you, either”.
I thought that was love but in reality it was a mixture of a misunderstood love and a hormone revolution. Instead of two human beings choosing freely to be with each other, it became an addictive relationship, one that brought out the worst in each other. I became extremely jealous and he became a cheater. It was a tornado of emotions and fights along with intense reconciliations that kept us spinning like a hamster wheel. We kept repeating the same patterns of pain and suffering.
I was convinced that it was true love. I remember an afternoon where we were at the “Asociacion de Ganaderos”, a place where the wealthy people used to gather and my boyfriend was a member there. We spent many afternoons with his friends laughing and having a good time. After one such day, he gave me a ride home on his motorbike and told to me that he was going back to the Association to spend more time with his friends. I also wanted to go but my mom didn’t let me. So after two hours I snuck out of my house, I was a rebel in love and wanted to surprise my boyfriend. However the surprised ones were his friends, all them went pale when they saw me. I asked for him, since I didn’t see his motorbike in the parking lot. They said they didn’t know where he was, not even his best friend. I called him on his mobile about a hundred times, so Verónica, the unstoppable girl in love went to his house which was nearby. His motorbike was parked in the garage. I called and nobody answered, so I jumped over the fence and rang the doorbell, but nobody opened. His mother always left the cars open, so I got into one of them and waited. All of a sudden I saw a girl coming out of his house and his best friend, the one that had just told me he didn’t know where my boyfriend was, had now just stopped by to pick up the girl.
I remember that horrible feeling of watching her leave and doubting what to do. When she left, I got out of the car and confronted him, he was astounded by my presence but started insulting me, telling me I had the wrong idea of love, making me believe that I deserved everything I got and that this was all normal. I believed all his lies and excuses and this went on for years - for so many years. In the end, I ended up doing the same to him and this destructive relationship caused us both a lot of pain and suffering over many years. Oh dear so many stories to tell !
Luckily I have a strong mother who has known difficult times and known how to move forward, and in that moment she offered me a way out. She saw how I was destroying myself in that relationship along with the lack of interest in my studies and she offered me a ticket to Spain. It was a hard decision to make because I thought that I loved my boyfriend with all of my heart. But that little voice inside of me ended up convincing me to leave. Soon I was on my way to the airport, with my mom, my sisters and of course my boyfriend. I was determined to leave but I wanted to hold on to him until the last minute which I did.
When I returned to Venezuela that December I met someone special and that became the most important thing in my life and of course I started to study everything you could imagine from International trade to tourism.
True Love Blooms ... or does it?
My boyfriend and I did not have a stable relationship at first. But it was a relationship that lasted six years. A relationship that became a huge life lesson, although at the time, I did not see it that way. We were young, our families knew each other, he entered my house freely and I did the same at his house. We spent so much time together. It looked perfect to a point, but in fact we had a love- hate relationship, it was a case of “I can’t live with you, but I can’t live without you, either”.
I thought that was love but in reality it was a mixture of a misunderstood love and a hormone revolution. Instead of two human beings choosing freely to be with each other, it became an addictive relationship, one that brought out the worst in each other. I became extremely jealous and he became a cheater. It was a tornado of emotions and fights along with intense reconciliations that kept us spinning like a hamster wheel. We kept repeating the same patterns of pain and suffering.
I was convinced that it was true love. I remember an afternoon where we were at the “Asociacion de Ganaderos”, a place where the wealthy people used to gather and my boyfriend was a member there. We spent many afternoons with his friends laughing and having a good time. After one such day, he gave me a ride home on his motorbike and told to me that he was going back to the Association to spend more time with his friends. I also wanted to go but my mom didn’t let me. So after two hours I snuck out of my house, I was a rebel in love and wanted to surprise my boyfriend. However the surprised ones were his friends, all them went pale when they saw me. I asked for him, since I didn’t see his motorbike in the parking lot. They said they didn’t know where he was, not even his best friend. I called him on his mobile about a hundred times, so Verónica, the unstoppable girl in love went to his house which was nearby. His motorbike was parked in the garage. I called and nobody answered, so I jumped over the fence and rang the doorbell, but nobody opened. His mother always left the cars open, so I got into one of them and waited. All of a sudden I saw a girl coming out of his house and his best friend, the one that had just told me he didn’t know where my boyfriend was, had now just stopped by to pick up the girl.
I remember that horrible feeling of watching her leave and doubting what to do. When she left, I got out of the car and confronted him, he was astounded by my presence but started insulting me, telling me I had the wrong idea of love, making me believe that I deserved everything I got and that this was all normal. I believed all his lies and excuses and this went on for years - for so many years. In the end, I ended up doing the same to him and this destructive relationship caused us both a lot of pain and suffering over many years. Oh dear so many stories to tell !
Luckily I have a strong mother who has known difficult times and known how to move forward, and in that moment she offered me a way out. She saw how I was destroying myself in that relationship along with the lack of interest in my studies and she offered me a ticket to Spain. It was a hard decision to make because I thought that I loved my boyfriend with all of my heart. But that little voice inside of me ended up convincing me to leave. Soon I was on my way to the airport, with my mom, my sisters and of course my boyfriend. I was determined to leave but I wanted to hold on to him until the last minute which I did.
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