Virtual Love Affair

I was born and use to live in Ukraine a part of the former Soviet Union.  When soviet system collapsed, I came to United State in order to have a little bit more comfortable life.  For past four years life put me in very difficult circumstances; I handle this mess sometimes better, sometimes worse.

I am wondering why am I in this hell, and who created this hell to me?  All my life people were envy that I live in this world, and four years ago the American network started to create my image as mentally sick, unstable person who doesn’t deserve to live.  Almost the same impression was created for Ukraine as country few years ago. Ukrainian president came to Washington D.C. and yelled on the whole world, “Take our nuclear waste; we are so unstable country that nobody can rely on us”.  Who wants to create image of the country like this?  Who wants to convince world that Ukraine doesn’t deserve to exist on Earth?

Let’s look in detail what was happened to me.

In summer 2007 I managed to find two housekeeping jobs; one was in the senior living facility, and another was in the country club.  Income from these two jobs was covered my expenses.

One day in July coworkers from the senior living facility were running so excited and calling Perfect Guy name.  This fuss last for a few days.  One day the hall was full of people and everyone expected something.  Because I didn’t know all residents and their relatives, who very often visited them, my eyes were moving from one person to another, and I didn’t see anything special.

One evening in the country club during my lunch break young lady was running, laughing, and calling Perfect Guy name.  I knew something was set up to me again.  I saw two guys at the bar counter, and for some reason a bartender didn’t even look at me, probably, in order didn’t laugh.  I usually take a free soda, but I had to skip my drink.  After lunch I cleaned my dishes and noticed two women were sitting at the table in other corner of the bar. One of them was actress Kathy Walsh, and another was Sarah, who later was connected to the Perfect Guy by the media.  Third woman was singing karaoke. Who were these guys, I didn’t have any idea.  All these people were strangely dressed.  Men were in the formal suits; women were in the dresses with flower print and had a perfect heir do. (I have been living in United States for eighteen years, and I saw women dressed like these only two times).  In summer a country club visitors usually are in the shorts and t-shirts.  In a few days I heard on TV Kathy Walsh announced her engagement to some guy.

In a while a lot people were running to the country club, to the senior living facility and were looking at me like at an animal in the zoo.  Because everyone sent spell on me, I couldn’t handle this for a long time, and I quitted my jobs.

What was happening next to me and what was showing on TV didn’t match, and I stopped to pay attention for all this mess.  But my “fame” just started to rise.