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Intro
I’m going to be as comprehensive as possible on my profile. It’s a great way to avoid wasting time. Please, forgive me for my imperfect English skills. If you don’t feel like reading it all, I can understand but for me it’s also a good way to free my mind.
My name is Elena, I’m 35 years old. I was born in Leningrad (now St. Petersburg) in 1980. My father was an engineer and my mother worked in a public library. I have 2 brothers and a sister.
Early life
For 4 years during my teenage years, my parents registered me in an evening classical ballet school. I did not like it much but like many, I secretly dreamt of being part of the Bolshoi ballet. I was dismissed quite early as teachers rated me as “careless, uncourageous dancer with inappropriate casual attitude, despite obvious natural grace”!
I graduated from high school with good grades, specialized in foreign languages (English and French). I remember spending hours reading in libraries, discovering the world through books. It was good times. I was definitely not an egghead but it helped me to stay away from bad influence.
I loved Russian literature and history but finally decided to study psychology at the newly created St. Petersburg State Institute of Psychology and social Work. Back then, these studies were not very popular and somehow seen as inferior. I studied there for 3 years but I didn’t managed to get a Bakalavr (Bachelor) degree which require 4 years of studies.
Interesting but also very boring studies, it nevertheless helped me to grow up and become an adult. I played in a volleyball team during these years. We had good results and I made some good friends. I met my first boyfriend but my family constantly disapproved him. I spent many evenings in the university library studying psychology but also history books. I becamefascinated byancient Rome and I persuaded my family to spend our holiday in Rome. I loved it. When we got back in St. Petersburg, I started studying intensively Italian language on my own.
Just after university, my mother found me a job in a library but it quickly depressed me as it was exhausting, boring and very badly paid. While reading magazine, I found an ad about a Italian photographer looking for a model. I decided to apply, I was 23. He later became my husband.
Italy
I stayed with him few months in Russia before we moved in Florence. We married there and I got dual-citizenship after a year. I love Italy.
For around 8 years, I worked at nights in bars and strip clubs in Florence, Bologna, Milan, Genoa and Turin, both as a waitress, stripper and barmaid. I also did modelling at the time. I believe I was in my peak years: beautiful, confident, intelligent, fast, slutty, wild, energetic, creative, happy... It was good time. But being far away from my family was very difficult and clinical depression struck me. Unfortunately, I started to pick up bad habits: smoking, using cocaine to help against tiredness and to stay in shape, taking pills against depression and anxiety. My sleeping was very erratic and my health declining.
My husband saw me, he perfectly knew I was doing bad, that I was harming myself. He chose to ignore it and blind himself. I’ll never forget that attitude in my life. This treason is a deep wound.
While on vacation in Chamonix (France) in 2005, I tried to commit suicide. My husband nearly left me dying when he lasted long before calling for emergencies. When waking up and being delirious, I publicly accused him of killing me. Doctors decided to separate us and made me go in therapy. And here I was in front of a French psychiatrist, me as a former psychology student…
After 9 weeks of therapy and baby delivery, he almost ignored me. I gained weight and I have to admit I looked like a recovering addict. I decided to ask for divorced and I managed to get a good pension after a hard struggle. I tried to move in Milan but quickly felt oppressed there. I finally decided to settle in Nice, France to recover fully.
France, now
A new man got into my life. He was so charming, “French style”. I felt in love like a stupid girl. He introduced me to BDSM. He helped me to feel good in my new area, to have confidence in myself again. I got married once again, became pregnant, everything was so quick. But it didn’t lasted very long. We divorced only 2 years after being together.
I found a job as a tourist guide and I love it. It allows me to show my passion for history, to interact with people from all other the world. I now live alone with my child.
I’m looking for a new man in my life. I am possibly open to relocate. Feel free to message me for anything, I’d be happy too.
Skype: lena93953
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