Divorce

During our early years together, Bogdan* and I have always got along well. In general, he is a reserved individual, but in the presence of others, he opens up and becomes quite chatty, sort of a party person. I consider myself mostly introvert and definitely not the one that enjoys large gatherings. Ever since we landed in Adelaide, we’ve been working tirelessly, taking on extra shifts and putting in after hours whenever there was a chance, all to save for the house deposit to buy a house and, later on, for other things that a family needs in life. Although some of those needs were actually wants when I reflect on that period of my life. I have to admit that I always wanted more. I was brainwashed by the marketing industry and used to religiously go through the letterbox pamphlets to mark items that caught my eye so I did not miss a sale. I was fully hooked on the highs of consumerism, and we had to replace our furniture on average every 2nd-3rd year, or buy a new, better phone set too often, or new dishes, saucepans and pots because, well, the ones we had were no longer in fashion.