An old friend of mine asked me out in February 2011, I said yes without giving it a thought. Once we got into a relationship, I slowly started falling for him but he didn’t seem to be in love with me. After 9 months of being in a relationship, he told me he wants to break up because we didn’t have a future together and he didn’t want to lead me on.

I cried a lot, I tried everything I could to make it work but he just walked away and never looked back. I was just not able to forget him.

After 3 months, he came back into my life as a good friend. I was trying to be only a friend to him but once in awhile, I would express how I felt and asked him to come back. He always said no to me.

In August 2012, we met at his house. I really wanted to try one last time and I succeeded because he asked me out again after a month. That was the happiest day of my life. I accepted him without any if or but.

I faced lots of ups and downs with my family; financially, emotionally, healthwise. He always supported me and cared for me. We were happy together. We were in a long distance relationship. We would meet only 15-60 times a year. We were one of the happiest couples in the world.

We rarely fought. We laughed all the time. I treated him like my best friend, my lover, my husband, my mentor, my guide, my parent and he deserved that respect. I am handicapped and when I met his parents, they rejected me without even thinking twice.

After that, his dad’s health deteriorated and everything got messed up between us. He told me to move on but I was not ready, I begged him to save our relationship, to save my life. He cried a lot but he chose his parents over me. He has moved on and married the girl his parents chose for him.

When I stopped trying to get him back, he started abusing me. He told me his father got sick because of me. He said he wasted 7 years of his life for me. I don’t understand what I did to deserve such hatred.

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