Hello Rebaynia,
Do you know when someone argues? Someone argues when he cares. Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for reading me carefully. I will try to present the short version.
I came to Montreal 2012 with a master degree and 10 years relevant work experience as a financial analyst. Your lovely gouvernement lied to me that I am a qualified worker, so I was obliged to restart everything from scratch - college, bachelor, master combined always with a full time job. For 10 years every day I went out at 7.00 am and came back at 23.30 at home. 10 years your lovely government compared my french and speed with those to all these great young people aged 20-22. Why this is so important - because my final assessment depends on the average one made by all these great young people way faster than me and better in french. However I did survive and after years of hard work and study I obtained the auditor designation which allowed me to work for Big 4. Each week I had Sunday afternoon for me and I needed to keep this feeling that I am still alive and I am still a man. At that moment I started to use escort services. During all these years I met some girls that we made passionate love which kept me alive. Around the beginning of 2023 I met one woman (I can not enter in details because she is part of the Hall of fame now). I meet this woman every week which costs me $2000 on a monthly basis. I spent a lot of money on ridiculous things, but I never regret every one single dollar spent on her. I completely understand that there is absolutely no future in this because we have two completely different life paths. However for now we make great love and this works perfectly for us.
Hope that this explains better.
I have a question for you - what is the feeling to live in a city where you are surrounded by men that can not touch and fuck your brain. Actually this is not a question. This is an answer.
Regards,