It’s my life, not just a story!

I am 25 years now. When I headed from my hometown for my graduation as a small-town girl, I knew nothing about the outside world. Very calm, polite, trusting. But life gifted me a lot of lessons, and now I am a different person.

I fell in love with a person who was of a different religion, I loved him a lot. Yes, you read it right, I loved him. I fought for him with everyone and I just wanted one thing from him - a family and marriage.

We made love so many times. But the first time it was not with my consent, I just wanted to save my relationship. He gave me precautionary pills so many times and also abortion pills, just because he didn't want to use condoms.

After my college and a 5-year-old relationship, I got a job. Now, in a long distance relationship with him. We met after a while, and I got pregnant again. I had the pills but that didn't work well for me because I had typhoid then, there was no one to take care of me.

When I missed my periods again, I went to the doctor to eventually find out that I was 3.5 months pregnant. I told the doctor that I'd already had the pills but she said the baby was okay and if I wanted, I could keep it. I was on top of the world, I was super happy at that time. I called him and told him that we could have our baby, and asked him if we could just make our parents meet.

He had excuses as always. "I am not ready for marriage and kids." I broke down on the road. And yes I agreed to abort. I had pills again but it didn't work. The doctor had to operate on me. It was a 4-month old baby whose heartbeat I could hear clearly.

I had never cried so much before as I cried in that labour room. A small part of me died that day. That cute girl died that night but then too, I trusted my so-called lover. Stupid me, I was madly in love.

After a year, I got pregnant again. Had pills again. The baby died inside my stomach but did not come out completely. So I went through an operation. That day finally, I left him forever.  

Unfortunately, it was not the end. He came to my place, tortured me to have sex with him. He said, otherwise he'd call and tell my parents everything. He slapped me, he did everything he could.

I had to leave my city and relocate to another. After a few months, I found someone who cares for me, he knows everything about my past. We told our families about each other. Hopefully, I will get married in the next 2 years if he stays loyal to me. I have no trust in love anymore but I'm trying.

I just hope no girl goes through what I did with the man I trusted blindly. No one deserves this treatment in the name of love. 

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