A 10 years ago, I came to London for the first time to try new things, meet new people and new places. It was a like a dream when I arrived at the Airport. It didn’t feel real at the time, it was so amazing to be in a place that everyone in the world wants to be.
I met new people and new places. I went to must sightseeing around London. I fell in love with the city knowing that I was here to stay for a few weeks only. It is like they say, I was living a dream! But all dreams has an end which can be good or bad and mine was really bad. With no money, families or friends, I didn’t have a way to go back home. I was completely lost and lonely and it made me feel that I was the smallest person in the whole word. Everything I planned went wrong and there was no way out.
When I had no more hope I tried one more thing to see if it could work, and guess what? It works for my luck. I will never forget the person who helped me when I needed someone the most without asking for anything in exchange.
Showing me the right directions I went for it… In the mean while (all these years) I had my ups and downs, but I did survive it all with my believe, strength and courage.
I found a job as waitress in this small Italian restaurant in Central London and I felt very relieved when I received my first wage (which was really small), however, I gave all my heart to everything I was doing because I wanted to do something for me and my son who was living with my family back home. At the same time I started in an English Course to be able to communicate to everyone. I studied and worked really hard for long week hours with no stop. I was humiliated by others and earning very littler money because I couldn’t speak any English but I never gave up.
During this time I made so many friends and starting going out having a littler bit of fun for my own self and found another 2 jobs which I enjoyed a lot, so I had 3 jobs and I started earning a good money, then I started sending some money to my family and I moved out, which I was really happy, because where I was living was not a place for me.
I started to have a normal life like everyone else and when I felt that I was established enough to bring my child to leave with me I did so.
Now I am very happy with my other half and my two children living in a beautiful house, driving my own car, doing what I love (working with beauty) and I even have a cat and a dog. It is a proper family life.
When I remember all the nightmares that I had in the past, just make me more and more stronger to carry on with my life and not be afraid anymore.
I thank God for all the blessing s that he’s been giving me. The awful times that I had, I consider those as my experiences.
Never say that you can not survive in other places where no one speaks your language because that is not true. London or anywhere in the world, just the same, you need to be strong, have courage and go after your dreams. you will win at the end.
Always follow your dreams….! You will survive…
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