Lawyer Bogomil Yordanov ☎️ 0890399993

My story

I was born on December 18, 1984 in the city of Sofia, being a child unwanted by my father. Shortly after I was born, my parents divorced, and I was mostly taken care of by my grandmother, and my mother worked in the early years, and later she was diagnosed with cancer and stopped working. I have only seen my father twice in my life in child support cases because he did not want to pay any child support for me. Out of all the classes, only 2 of us had divorced parents - this was a rarity at the time. I had nothing, just one pair of sneakers, one tracksuit. I was often mocked, I know what it's like to have nothing - not even to eat.

To make ends meet, my grandmother sold pretzels and I drew cards, which we also sold. I'm really off the streets. Perhaps what saved me was that I first started practicing karate, and at the age of 13 I enrolled in a gym, where I started working shortly after. I dreamed of being like the good heroes of the movies and helping people, but over time I realized that with physical strength and muscles, that will not happen in today's world. Thus, gradually, my idea to study "law" was born.

At school, however, my class gave me a lower grade in Bulgarian language and literature, because no one went to the parents' meetings to support or advocate for me. It's funny how many people flatter someone and are nice to them as long as they want something or have some benefit. Everything turned around on the day of the graduation ball - no one wanted to take our class teacher from them and drive her to the restaurant where we were celebrating. We took him up to us. Us - this was my gym buddy who was 10 years older than me and who offered to drive me to prom (no balloons, no noise, no horns because there was no one else to drive me).

After completing the 12th grade, I applied to study "law" because of the dream of helping people in some way. Unfortunately, I was not good enough to enter the Sofia University, so I temporarily enrolled in pedagogy. During this time, with many difficulties, I managed to make my small gym - only 82 sq.m. I bought a car and began preparing seriously for a bodybuilding competition. In the meantime, I managed to enroll to study "law" at the NBU.

11 days before the competition - in April 2005, I woke up in the intensive care unit of "Pirogov". There was a pothole in the road that my right front tire went into, the car spun and hit a pole on the driver's side. I was alone in the car, which was good because no one else was hurt. I had a broken pelvis with dislocated hip joints, a ruptured bladder, a ruptured colon, a broken and dislocated shoulder.. I spent 2 months in Pirogov, had several operations, and finally had a metal plate put in to hold my pelvis. I got out of there in a wheelchair. At the end of 2006, I was operated on and the metal plate was removed.

I wanted to train again as well as compete. No one believed I would make it. My mother begged me to quit so they wouldn't make fun of me, but in April 2007 I became the Balkan male bodybuilding champion. For me, this victory means a lot and is a symbol of the power of faith. With her, I showed for the first time that everything is possible, as long as we believe and fight!

During that time, I have not missed a single semester and graduated with excellent grades. After my graduation, I bought textbooks and started learning English on my own. I took the exam and passed the C1 level English proficiency certificate. In the time I've owned that little gym, I've met all kinds of people who work out. I have had offers to make me a prosecutor, returning the favor, but I have refused. I have refused any proposals as long as they do not correspond to my principles and inner convictions. I chose the hard way.

In 2012, I felt ready to ditch the gym and pursue a career in law. A notary public promised to hire me, so I sold all the equipment and was left without a gym. However, the promise was not fulfilled, I did not receive an employment contract and remained unemployed. I started sending my resume to all kinds of advertisements for lawyers, but no one wanted me - a graduate of NBU, with muscles. Then I decided to start appearing in government job competitions. I've been to a few, placing in the top three each time. At a competition, with tests and written essays, I could show what I know and can do without being judged by my appearance. In one of the contests I had 30 out of 30 points on the test and then 5.75 on the written exam. Then on the lip – 6.00, but one lady had 6.00. This considering that the 3rd place was rated around 4.50. I was beginning to despair, I thought it was impossible that anyone had read more than me, because I read round the clock. Later, I got a call from the Ministry of Labor and Social Policy and they told me that the minister personally (Totyu Mladenov) wanted to appoint me because word got out about my results. When I started working in the "International Organizations and International Cooperation" department, I realized that all those who won the contests had either worked in the ministry in another capacity until now, or their parents worked there. In fact, every contest was held to be won by a specific person. And yet, I went in there, alone, with no help, no parents, nothing. Alone.

I worked for 1 year in the Ministry of Labor and Social Policy (2012-2013), after which the government changed and I was laid off. After I lost my job again, I started sending out my resume again, looking hard for a job. A private bailiff liked me and invited me to start with him. That's how I worked for 5 years at the Public Prosecutor's Office Marijan Petkov (2013-2018), while in the meantime I passed the exam for assistant private bailiff. In 2014 there was a charity leg lift tournament that I decided to take part in to help raise funds for a boy in a wheelchair. I placed 3rd and decided to start working out again. In 2016, I became the vice-republican champion in the leg lift of Bulgaria, with a result of 207 kg. without equipment. That was a good achievement for a guy with a dislocated and broken shoulder from the car accident, which shoulder still hurts to this day because it healed crooked.

In 2015 and 2016, I organized various seminars in schools and gyms where I told my story about the car accident, the wheelchair and the Balkan title. In 2016, alone, with personal funds that I barely collected from my wages, I rented a hall in Pancharevo and organized a seminar to collect money for orphans. After this seminar, I tried to make contact with different parties, to do something together, to help children without parents. I had meetings with representatives of various parties, and they all explained a few things to me in a nutshell - nobody is going to help orphans or anyone else if the party doesn't get good publicity from it and there are no dividends from the help. After a lot of meetings and efforts, I stopped the seminars, I saw that I would not get support. These events led to depression and reflections on whether I am just a dreamer who fights at windmills. A difficult period in my life followed, in which I often despaired, fought with myself, with my weaknesses and addictions.

However, I filled the spare time by teaching myself how to make websites. I left the bailiff and worked briefly for the world's largest domain and web hosting company. Currently, our lawyer site is also made by me, as I have also made many other sites of higher complexity. After working with computers, I started working in an accounting firm - again one of the largest in Bulgaria. They hired me at the lowest salary because they didn't believe I had any skills because of my looks and preconceptions about muscles. 6 months later I told them I was willing to leave and take a chance on enrolling as a solicitor. They told me I was doing a very good job and they wanted me to stay. I was offered a big raise but I flatly refused and chose to take a risk by taking a new path and working for myself and becoming a lawyer. At first it was extremely difficult for me, there was no one to help me, I encountered colleagues who lied to me. Still, I managed to cope, I started working on a civil contract at the "Yordanka Filaretova" Medical College, I registered with the legal aid bureau, I made my own lawyer's website. Soon, lawyer Yotova and I united and created the law firm "Yordanov and Yotova", which is why I left the medical college and the legal aid office in order to devote myself fully to the general work of our law firm.

Trust me, I know painfully well what it's like to be desperate, to be abandoned, to see no hope. I know what it's like to have a really hard time. I know what it's like to not have money to buy food. But I believe there is a reason God has given some of us so many trials. Trials we must go through to earn our happiness! Therefore, I beg you, whatever happens, be yourself, believe, fight! Fight, regardless of what others think! Fight, no matter how impossible it seems! Fight for what you want! Fight for your life, fight for your dream! Fight! And one day, unexpectedly, after many difficulties, I believe, Your miracle will happen!

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