Love shattered because of cultural differences

I was an only child in a rich family. Outsiders often say a child then the Rapture as full of love and attention, spoil from their parents but I find another. I see you a real hard and many responsibilities.

How much is expected of the parents put a child and a child is trying to make up for by all the expectations that if their parents do not want to disappoint.

I spoil, I was living happily, I comfortably spend money not to think but in return, I never do what I liked. In my house, the only "parent" and "parent" rather than wanting absolutely no story "I like" and "want".

Kat is my first love and sad how when we're not able to be with each other because of the cultural differences. Maybe we've never tried to reconcile, to try to adapt and hence, we are far apart.

Graduate level three, my wish is to become an economist and was educated in the country but the parents do the procedures for me and I go to England to study fashiondesign.

My mom says it's the dream of my mother but my mom can't perform because at that time, she had no money, no conditions for going abroad, and now, I would rather she made. I accept the study and learn which industry I want to because I was accustomed to responding to the needs of parents.

I don't know if I broke par, for determination by industry that I like, then the parents will react. I've never tried that. Learning does not bring me a lot of excitement but life away from family, away from your parents, to be independent and to live in a beautiful country made me very comfortable.

While many students to study as I struggled to do more to cover tuition fees and daily living, I never have to worry about it. I'm the only parent, two people who never leave me.

The first year of study in England, I met Kat. She was a student of the same faculty with me. Kat was born and raised in London. She is vivacious, funny stories or laugh, and capable of bizarre creations. The designs of Kat always brings the unique cause people are relentlessly.

Me and Kat love very natural. She says she loves me because I'm shy, loves her to the second month still not dare to have a first kiss. Kat did not know, she is my first love I know, before I, Kat loved two people.

I hadn't noticed that. Foreigners always thought love story. I love Kat, so I learned to think to yourself not by the jealous.

The end of the program, I am forced to return to Vietnam because I was an only child, I have to perform the duties and responsibilities of a child for his parents though if in London again, I will have the conditions to develop its design.

And above all, I will be near the girl I love. I don't of course disagree ... She says has prepared all for me to open a fashion store and I will be the designer. She drew out my future with the sample dresses nicely and then I will be the celebrity and she'll know how happy with that.

I don't want I love Kat. She would like to have a seal washing, Vietnam, is good at cooking and an Archdiocese in home care for the family. Parents afraid of Kat will rob me from my mother. The first time when the new about the country, about three months, I flew to visit Kat once.

New distant love, how miserable. Nostalgia makes people happy we just just tired. I'm not convinced Kat about Vietnam with me because I know, she is a skilled person, a person of real talent and she should have the environment to develop his talent.

I can not because of his love that selfish catch she abandoned all. But Kat is the main initiative in doing it. She said she will come to Vietnam, will take me and live with me in my country. I am surprised to hear Kat says that.

I do not even dare to believe that is true. Only when the catch Kat her hug at the airport, on the Palm, I believe Kat was really here, in my arms and we are in Vietnam.

Although not satisfied but I don't oppose our love story. Kat I work in the fashion shop. Her designs were not well received because they are so unique and more of a cultural domain.

Kat says I keep working and you will discover his own way of Vietnam. She bought a map and explore Hanoi. She went along the Vietnam alone, to places where I've never been to though I was born and raised in Vietnam, living in Vietnam for ten years.

Kat says she saw the beautiful but unfamiliar Vietnam and found it's hard to live here. She does not like to meet and greet my parents every day. She lives independently. New years meet his parents.

So she does not understand why we have to sit with my parents eat and when to eat is extremely quiet, not talking much and have to eat less to keep the schedule.

Life is like that too with her afloat. Kat is also unfamiliar with the humming of Hanoi. And London. She remembers the morning quiet, submerged himself in the beauty of the city where she lived, has grown and has become a part of her people.

Kat, the fear the noise from the car horn, who argue when the red lights stop although she did not understand what they say. The difference he makes Kat fatigue. There are days she is in the doldrums and not want to do anything.

Kat in Vietnam three months right and she said goodbye to me after three months. She said she could not live here with me. And because I have a responsibility to your family, with parents and with fashion store that my mom open so we could not continue to love each other again. She was afraid the rules of my house.

The language makes you do understand the communication in the House but face of parents do Kat. My parents are not happy with Kat should typically hold strict face, two people almost don't laughed to see Kat.

I can not keep Kat stay here so I do not know how to keep his love. Kat on water right after saying farewell. That means that she has prepared everything in advance. She put the ticket on that never comes before me.

Kat says we still be friends after the break up but to me, it's very difficult. I am afraid when hears his voice Kat, see pictures of her, I will not hold his love. My mom started dating and matchmaking schedule for me.

Kat on, three months, I flew to London, only to see her from afar. She doesn't know me to come and not know I still love you as much as to how. When love broke, I understand, first love broke up then people in your suffering.

Kat is my first love and sad how when we're not able to be with each other because of the cultural differences. Maybe we've never tried to reconcile, to try to adapt and hence, we are far apart.

All the separation has a reason to justify the split far but reality, not enough reason to justify. What I understand when we broke up it was, we loved each other enough.=