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This is the story of what unhappy love taught me about the importance of self-image.

I share my breakthrough formula from the place of being stuck at the end of the story.

He  appeared in my life unexpectedly but at the time when I was so ready for it.

I was single for quite some time and I was fed up with being lonely.

Besides, I was fed up with my life, in general: I was at a job I hated; I had aspirations and ambitions, but I was stuck in my life, not knowing what to do.

I had the pain of unexpressed potential. I had all the big dreams and goals but my life was dull and I felt stuck.

And the biggest frustration was the fact that there was no-one to support me. I felt lonely and unloved.

I didn’t have any good friends at the time, as I was new to the area, new to the city, and new to the country. It had been two years at that time since I moved to America from Ukraine.

And there he was: handsome, charming, kind, sweet, generous, and with a magnetic charisma. I loved his confidence, his sense of humour and his incredible power that was coming from within. I wanted to be like him when I would grow up.

Honestly, he was a dream man for any girl. Everything was going great. I think I fell in love with him right away, and every time I saw him he continued to mesmerise me. It wasn’t only until the 4th date that I found out he was a Russian oligarch. I honestly didn’t care about his money. He was a nice guy with a great sense of humour and I loved spending time with him. But I have to admit, his sky-scraping success was the cherry on the cake.

I thought I killed two birds with one stone: found love and fixed my money problem. There was a huge shift for a girl like me who came from poverty to suddenly taste the life in limos and private jets.

However, rags to riches story didn’t transpire. I had to keep my full-time job, which I hated, to provide for myself. He didn’t show any initiative to support me. I wasn’t really expecting him to do so but I thought it would be nice. After all, he was a millionaire who could spend the equivalent of my monthly income on one night out.

He was a millionaire. I was a waitress. And it sucked. For me.

After another incredible date at an upscale restaurant, I had to go back to my reality and carry trays and dirty plates at an average diner-type cafe…It was brutal. But that was my routine and that was my experience of dating a millionaire. 

The gap between our worlds was unbearable. He didn’t seem to have a problem with it.

He loved my company: he loved my youth (he was 15 years older), my great attitude, my constant appreciation of life…and although I was smiling on the outside, I was lamenting on the inside.

Don’t get me wrong, I have a strong work ethic and I am not one of those girls who is comfortable relying on man’s money.

I had my own ambitions and goals.

But I could use some help until I would figure out how to bring my goals and plans to life.

What was frustrating to me was the fact that he was distant from me. He didn’t let me come close to him.

There were many nights, when I was crying my eyes out because he either wouldn’t respond to my calls or was cold and distant.

I wasn’t sure really where we were standing and if we had a future together.

I didn’t want to push him or appear needy, because men don’t like that.

Although I tried to appear cool on the outside, I was desperate on the inside. I sincerely loved the guy.

As you may probably imagine, it didn’t go well. To cut a long story short, he was just enjoying life and I was part of him having fun.

No, I don’t consider him a bad guy. He just wasn’t the right fit for me and I wasn’t that woman who would make him commit to a serious relationship.

And I am grateful it didn’t work out with that guy because I am now happily married to the man of my dreams. And we couldn’t be happier together, traveling around the world, doing what we both love and having two homes in beautiful parts of the world.

Looking back, I am so grateful for that painful kick in the butt because it inspired me to figure my shit out in life without relying on a man.

What made all the difference for me to rise from the button to become a successful and independent woman?

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The breakthrough formula will help you get unstuck and create your life and business according to your heartfelt aspirations.