Once upon a time, at the dawn of perestroika, I had my small electronics store, with all its consequences: money, bandits, officials, envy and other big and small troubles. I once thought it would help me look forward to my bright future with confidence. It takes a little patience to solve all the problems, and then... a quiet and peaceful life. Naivety is worse than stealing. Business and quiet life are not compatible. Fate just gave me another lesson.
Having tasted all the charms of small business, I still had to say goodbye to the shop. Already more than three years ago. Over time, the partnership began to pull the blanket too hard on himself, completely disregarding my opinion or the current state of affairs. I tried to invest all my newly acquired capital in development, and I had to think about our bright future as soon as possible, following the saying, "Hope for God, but don't be bad".
The partner tried to spend all the money we had earned on himself and his many friends, following the new folk wisdom of "living today and now.
While we were nobody, we were together: we decided everything together, we worked together, we dreamed together, but when the money came along, it all changed, albeit not at once. When there was a lot of money, and right after it, some of us had big ambitions, then, of course, there was a big disagreement between us. Small money and problems are small and big money... Eventually, over time, our expenses exceeded our income, and our entire business fell apart safely. Money spoils people - when there is no money when there is money, and when there is a lot of money, there is nothing human left. And a person turns into a nonhuman being...
In my case, my partner, I decided that this will always be the case, and I safely lost me, and at the same time my happy bright future. We had to part with each other, close our joint business and look for a new job separately. After all this, I have only debts and experience, so I did not want to have my own business anymore. I got an unpleasant life lesson, that's enough.
There was also one more bitter lesson. Moneylessness, uncertainty about tomorrow once ruined my family. I thought in my naivety that family was once and for all. My grandfathers, great-grandfathers, and parents did. "To be together in sorrow and joy... But Life is like a colorful ribbon - a white stripe, a black stripe, sometimes gray, everyday life. And the joy of eternal can not be. And when there is a fault in the country, grief knocks at the door to all of us without demand. The time has come, and the native wife under every possible pretext has ceased to want to be with me for an extra minute, to make plans for tomorrow, to solve our common problems. She suddenly started to have her personal life. I didn't immediately give it the right meaning, or the right meaning. Time was hard and unpredictable, and women - they are the same weaker sex, stress endure bad, some unpredictable emotions and weaknesses can be forgiven them.
But not everything. Not everything in this world should be forgiven. There are things you cannot do. For example, you can not betray and leave your family and friends. This is the axiom of life. And I have never been tolerant either. Over time, silly misunderstandings, incomprehensible excommunications, a little lie provoked a great mistrust. And trust is a fragile thing, you break it - you won't fix it like a maiden innocence, you lose it - you won't return it.
Began to disappear warm intimacy between man and woman, began to melt tenderness before our eyes. Instead, there was remoteness, unpleasantness. And a slight cold of misunderstanding grew into an icy wall of alienation. A growing wormhole appeared, through which our past life together was flowing away and flowing away. And to replace her...... We started to find out more and more often, quarrels broke out on any trifles... It's my fault that we can't afford any fashionable things, some expensive jewelry, can't burn time in empty fun, and much, much more. Some men can, all of this, but I can't. A normal person cannot understand such foolishness.
I couldn't either... But over time I realized that people need words to hide the truth, not to reflect it. It's just that what didn't have to happen happened, and the person who did the mean thing never said he did the mean thing. He'll say it's someone else's fault or something...
But not him.
Continued in the next episode.