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Day 3 – Flashback

She woke up ok today but how long will this go she wondered.

As usual the first thing she did was go on his number. And starred at it for few minutes. Was still distant to her. She has purposely deleted the name, as it affects her mind.

During her lunch – she all of a sudden went into a flashback and saw the times which were ok with him. She scrolled through her phone and realised how she had been coping up and was the only person holding on to this relationship.

She got stuck as to what if he considered her equal and how they could be happy. She had to be snapped out by a colleague. Tears were just there on the eyelashes but none fell.

She felt anxious but snapped her self out.

She went for excersise after a few days. She realised how much of her strength and stamina is lost.

It was a struggle to go through the session but her instructor is good and adjusted accordingly.

She was just happy she made it there..

She went on his number again and feel lost today. But she is holding on.

She thinks about him almost every minute or with each breath she takes. She just hopes he is fine and happy where ever he is.

She is holding on or letting go. Still doesn’t know. Every thing seems foggy even though everything was clear.

She thinks what if he comes back like last time, what will she do ? Will she cry and hug him or will she walk past as a stranger?

The latter will kill her but will she have the strength to do it.

Only time will tell.. ..

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Day – 2 was Happy holi (Festival of colours)

Although the Day 2 was yesterday, she had no stamina to write this last night.

Day before she was unable to sleep properly and woke up at 4.40 Am only the first thing to go on her whatsapp and check his number.

She sometimes just stares at the screen as if he will come out from there!

She put herself back to sleep and woke up again at 6.30, guess what she saw!

There was a message from him – “Happy holi” . This message was after 8 days since he had last messaged her. She woke up with a terrible headache and felt sick reading this message.

She typed a very long message to him about stop torturing her as all this is messing her head more ! But then she deleted it and left it at just saying “are you joking with me”.

She decided later on to even delete that but it was too late to be deleted.

She felt as if he was throwing baits with these random messages and this is messing her head. She knows its messing her head and has been able to see things a little clear but as she has been with him for almost 15 years she doesn’t know what she wants to do.

She felt angry, emotional and it was all a mix. What a messsge to send it to someone, specially when you have left her in a shit position and then throwing a stone at her by sending this.

This message actually was saying instead of “Happy holi” (Interpretation)

“Oh you are alone – i left you with all these questions and now i switch off my phone and only message you when i want to – you kept wondering and kept calling but i never answered, then slowly you stopped calling and have been messaging less but then i will wish you “Happy holi” to make you realise you are alone and i am with my family. I am enjoying the festivities and how are alone maybe sulking. I’ll send you this “happy holi” so you cry as you haven’t probably cried since last few days. I dont want you to get over me so quick,i want you to chase me , call random people to ask about me, message me arrogant stuff so that i can prove that you are an obsessed maniac person and then i will come back when and if i want and you will be begging me and listen to everything i say and will do what i want you to do and how i want to keep you. I will not make this easy for you”

“Happy holi” became almost a sickening holi for her yesterday and messed her head up completely. She was in pain all day and felt could collapse at work. Not that she would have celebrated much even when he was around but festival means being around family or loved ones.

She finished work and went to a friend’s house as she had some work. But they dont celebrate the festival. She just was around people and spent the evening after work there. Had food and just distracted herself.

She did not cry yesterday. I think her tears dont want to come anymore.

She went on his number less yesterday because something happened when she read that message of his. Everytime she would go and stare at that number she felt far and distant.

She wasn’t feeling what she felt a few days before when she was staring at his number.

Is she getting used to this? Is she ready to let him go?

A friend said to her yestetday that she needs to take that power back as she gets affected because she is letting herself get affected!

She doesn’t know how to do that though. Everything stops when it comes to him but maybe she needs to learn.

Will she be able to do that? Well she is trying for now.. . . And taking it slow.

She does miss him and cry over things but she is trying and holding on.

Hope everyone’s life gets filled with colours with this festival just gone and may no one come across someone who leaves someone in a mess with saying so much shit and messages you “Happy holi” ..

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A month of him leaving!

And hopefully day 1 of her healing.

Today is a month since he left her.

Left her on a small conversation after he could not hold on to his anger.

Anger because he just cannot accept her even saying a word or having a discussion.

Played all games in between while he was around but moved out. Left her messages and a letter which looks lovely from top but has blame again.

Switch off his phones and replies when he wants to. She sits alone and wonders if he actually ever loved her?

This 1 month had been a roller coaster for her – she has tried to be strong but then becomes weak as she doesn’t know where she stands. Or maybe she does know where she stands but is scared to take that step.

Take that step one more time with the same guy.

Walk the same steps as she had to almost 3 years back. Also she fears as she has always been by her side – sometimes she goes on her messages and feels she doesn’t know this person.

Was she actually in love with an illusion?

An illusion what she believed was true love! An illusion that he will start having normal converstions with her! An illusion that he won’t control her! An illusion that he will love her and accept her as she is!

Is it that difficult for her to accept her illusion she asks?

She is angry but doesn’t want to hurt him. Is it however ok for him to hurt her like this always !

She asks and this day will pass.

Today has been the first day after her therapy session after a long time and although she seems relieved she is filled with all these questions.

Was she becoming ready to break that promise?

Was she preparing herself to walk that path once again?

She just doesn’t see herself away from him. She has grown up with him and been together for almost 15 years. She doesn’t know how to do this but she is trying…

1 month of him walking out when he says that he loves her – will this be day 1 of her healing?

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Chatter in the head and Sea

One day when she had a lot of noise within her – she managed to sit near a sea shore and that day the sea was very rough.

Hearing the noise the waves made, the mind started portraying that hers was still calmer.

Even though it was rough, there was something calm for her to listen to that.

Yesterday night she went there to only hope she hears the same noise as her mind was making too much noise.

She gets there and sits there for a while only to realise that the sea was very calm. She tries to hear some noise but everytime she concentrated her noise became louder.

Finally to the noise within her she said let it go – if the sea can be calmer why cant you!

She took some deep breaths, cold air on her face and tears running down her eyes. She wanted to scream but there were people around!

She sat in her car, and closed all her windows and slowly tried to make the effort to scream. Taking her anger out on why she couldn’t hear the sea.

The tears were a little more as she did that. She was empty she realised. She couldn’t hate the sea because it wasn’t making the noise she wanted to hear, she couldn’t love it either.

But there was a little calmness. She walked out from her car again, sat on a bench near by just watching the lights far away somewhere and she could slowly hear the sea , not as rough but she could.

She wondered if the sea was responding to her scream.

Both were angry it seems .

She took some deep breaths again and said the Chatter in my head won today than you Sea.

She heard the sea a little more as she walked to her car – and it said next time Lets see My chatter or yours.

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Staring walls – a phase of depression which we rarely talk about

Whatever phase of depression – Just Be There ..

Although we talk about depression and mental health less anyway but when we do talk about depression, people who understand it are there for you.

But they are there when it hurts very much and when they see us crying or sobbing.

Everyone asks when one breaks down and have suggestions or are there to just be there.

When you are numbing yourself with alcohol or using drugs,some will say its wrong and others and just be there to let you pass the phase.

When you cry hysterically they will be there.

But no one is there when you just go quiet.

No would be there to talk about when you just sit on your bed and stare at a wall constantly, trying to fill that hole which you have inside you.

No one would be there, when you don’t want to do things you like to do usually,

No one would be there when you see yourself in the mirror and you think who is this person,

No one would be there when you stop enjoying your own music and you ask yourself what is wrong with me,

No one would be there when you ask yourself when would you smile again,

No one would be there to answer when you ask yourself, why i cannot get better,

Just no one .. So you sit and stare a wall and just eagerly wait for the day to end.

And the person who is in this phase feels horrible, empty, lonely, scared, abandoned and guilty at the same time that another day has passed. But then days and weeks pass by and the person feels they are stuck in a cycle.

And the loop gets bigger and bigger, days become weeks and weeks turns into months.

Sometimes I feel this is a never ending cycle and nothing would ever work.

So I sit and stare at a wall and refuse to recognise myself in the mirror.

But while writing this I do hold just a hope and pray that just one day – and just one day – i recognise the one I see in the mirror.

Just be there with the person if someone you know has gone quiet. Just be there because they need you.

Just a simple message from your very busy schedule would make them feel a little alive.

So next time you know someone who is going thru shit and have gone quiet – Just Be There

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Accepted Abuse! – why it is difficult to leave the abuse.

So, as obvious it might have been for people who were seeing or hearing from the outside – it was difficult for her to –

First – understand what Abuse was! As he was not physcial up until recent times but it was emotional/psychological abuse. Which was very difficult for her to identify.

Secondly – to accept that she was being Abused. She was so co-dependent on him as she always believed he was right even though many times she would disagree with him.

Third – to heal the pain was obviously very difficult -this was as there were no closure between them. She although accepted that it was abuse, somewhere she was confused but that confusion was more love than the fact that she had accepted that it was abuse.

Fourth – This time she was fighting back to change him, to find a happy medium but he will never budge in. He denied and became even more abusive. She kept on fighting it until a time came that she accepted the abuse consciously.

They were still in an abusive relationship – the only difference this time was that she was aware she was in one and she accepted to stay in it – She chose to be in it.

Many don’t understand why she does not leave him.

She also asked her self this question !

Everyone told her that she was strong, everyone told her she can and will be financially independent (incase that was stopping her)

Everyone told her she will get over him.

But she did not – She obviously was not happy and having a term of a strong woman/girl was also a big thing to deal with , when only she just wanted to go and die or have some magic wand which would take away all the pain away.

She one day asked herself these difficuly questions – this was after almost 2 years of psychotherapy -things were much clearer.

Rather than trying to change him or stay with him in the hope that he would change ; she accepted he will not ; rather she was introduced to the angle to see that she was also responsible equally to what was happenening to her because she has the option to leave. (even though its very easy for someone to see that from outside, this statement made an impact on her)

She stopped feeling like a victim and a helpless person where she looked for help and control from outside – She took control of what and how to feel (atleast in this extent other wise he even controls how she should feel)

She felt more liberated and the Shame also went because she accepted that she was in an abusive relationship!

Asking herself difficult questions – why she could not leave – she was not coming to very believable answers and then ; she and her therapist worked and processed it over a few sessions!

She was very fimiliar with what he did to her and the relationship she shared, she spent her entire childhood and teenage being in this kind of a relationship with her mother.

She replied to her therapist “I would not know what I would do, if I do not have all this to deal with”

“I will be left with nothing”

Hearing all that her therapist replied – “you fear the unknown and that you also don’t trust yourself and that is because you were never allowed or given the opportunity to trust your own self”

She also said that let me tell you – “that is also not true” – ” you are afraid and scared if your own power”

She smiled – when she heard this and she replied “how do i trust myself” but they kept this for the other time to discuss while she is on a journey to work on her soul!

She was scared to take control of her own life, feelings and anything because that is what she was used to since a child. Her brain was used to this. (even though she actually is capable of doing that because it has been her who have taken care of herself even when he has been around her) but I guess she refuses to see and see things from that perspective.

So while many people from outside think why people cannot leave their abusers, sometime it’s not just material or practical reasons – sometimes it’s because that is the only thing they have known.

This becomes their Habit and even if they know that this habit is destructive – they still continue that.

She felt at home with all this push pull drama in her life – that is what her brain has known and she seeks to see what and how to break this pattern!

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Was this abuse ?

I think she knew this was abuse but she had started questioning it again. Maybe she believed her power of love will change things … even though she knew it was failing…

Yesterday as they were driving back home from London.

He said to a friend when they were in london – making an indirect comment (towards his wife) that the lady whom they had met was ok to do charity work because “her house is happy” “her children are sorted” “what she is doing is ok to kill her time”

His own wife got involved with helping people; this helped her overcome her depression and mental struggle when she was going thru a very bad phase of her life (Discussed below briefly)

She never knew she had that in her until she got involved with a group of people and gave her best! She started getting so much power by helping these people; that doing this made her forget her own pain.

Maybe that was not the best way for her to go about but she grasped every opportunity she had to keep herself sane and alive. She was almost dying. Rather than collapsing, She decided to use her mind to distract herself.

She did not know much about counselling or what depression was at thay time, never was educated about that; but she did know she was not right and something had to be done.

Yesterday, when her husband made a comment in front of a friend, She very calmly brought it up with him when they were alone, that she understands what he had meant but she was always a very family oriented girl and lived how she was expected to live all throughout, but due to certain decisions which were more influenced by her husband were made, and when they went wrong, and moreover that when he was not even there to have a conversation about them with her, she was broken and had no where/ no one to look or go to.

She started explaining her reasons without really blaming him but explaining that she had no way out of this!

She shared that things come back and haunt her specially when he makes very personal comments and calls her names. He said to her a few months back when she said that she had changed a lot when she had to divert herself for not thinking about child & what people around her were saying things and how that had affected their relationship. ” He turned around very quickly in an agressive way saying that he had not given her a child because of her character and how she was”

Making this statement made her feel so why did he stay for 10 years with her ? She still struggles to find an answer. …

He had been calling her names for sometime now and just because she was in touch with or friends with men, he would accuse her for sleeping with them and much much more.

Sharing her feelings yesterday and explaining her reasons without blaming but identifying how situations made her distract herself to cope up with what she went thru, this quickly changed to how she do not consider his feelings and what he was going thru and how she was insensitive that she brought this up and how she should not have said or said in a different way. And then ultimately how she was always wrong, how she should have done this or that… quickly she was trapped again…

She instantly felt how she was so stupid to share her feelings, and how she was put on firing line one more time…. …. …

A little background to it was influenced by :

Almost 10 years into their marriage She felt she was merely a servant to him , They hardly went on any holiday, Merely lived because her husband always believed that to save for future is better and that is why they lived like that; because as a wife everytime she would want to have a conversation about their sexual life or planning a family, he would either snap at her, dismiss her or would not participate. Initially he also used to made excuses, sometime she would agreee but most time she would just go quiet thinking maybe she is the one who is being unrealistic.

She would convince herself and try and be happy.

However, his parents used to push her for having a child.

Her own parents started asking her but to her own parents she could ask them to stop and they did after sometime but her inlaws just would not!

They made comments around her about other people who are having their second or third baby and how “we” couldn’t have even one.

(I say “we” in inverted comma because while saying that the eyes would only look at her”)

People around her started to question that being married for 10 years and why we did not have a child!

His Parents friends would tell the girls mother – how and why the mother doesn’t push her , And how she would have slapped her own daughter, had she not have been producing a child!!

The father in law would tell her how she should be watching her body clock and what actually a woman ‘s body clock is!

She was embarrassed and did not know what to do!

She explained her husband how she was getting very uncomfortable, specially since his father was saying that on the phone. (culturally where she comes from, they would not have father in laws talking about a woman’s body clock and what happens to a woman’s body and how she should not delay it)

She explained her husband, how she overheard his mother talking about cotraceptions and how even some people would ask her what contraception they used as a couple as she was not conceiving a child.

She hardly could gather courage that it was her husband who did not want a child and shut everyone up ! She suffered in silence.

After the incident of the father in law – when the next time her mother in law, started the child topic, She abruptly said to her that to make a child she needed 2 people.

She agrees, that she might have been abrupt or maybe even came across as rude, but she had, had enough and all this had started to play on her head really badly. (and this is what was the bad phase she talks above)

When a lot of things came in open, he started accusing her of cheating on him, he started calling her names, he screamed, he shouted, he checked her phones, he said it was his right…

Later his father said that it was her duty as a woman to be/act as mistress.

She said she was insulted and she was the wife and not a mistress… She was proved wrong yet again !

When she heard that she was not sure whom she was sharing her problems. and if there was any point but her mental health struggled so much she had to just leave…

There were obviously a lot more things but nothing every triggered her this much as the above topic had; where she who always motivated him, gave him all the hope, explained him that none of them knows what will happen in the future, passed the smile and did whatever best she can ; quickly a girl with hopes and dreams had nothing more to give him.. She had to heal herself; she had to protect herself because at that time she could not have given him anything because he only took and later dismissed; so she found her own ways to hold her straight.

Yesterday she hysterically cried not because she was angry at him, for yet again shouting and screaming at her for no reason,

Not because how he turned things around and played the victim,

Not because he was using sarcastic comments again,

Not because he had once again failed to have a civilized conversation,

Not because he gaslighted her again that certain things which he brought up was actually her….

Not because he said he never brought certain topics up and now as she had brought something up, she should hear now what he wants to say…

Not because he cannot ever speak without raising his voice at her….

And not because he says that he raised his voice because she has pushed him to do that…

Yesterday she cried because she was seeing herself going down the black hole again …

The hole where she had brought herself out after a lot of difficulty. (when they were going through a divorce 2 years back because they had to be seperated as she would have not survived otherwise)

The dark hole where sometimes thinking about it brings a shiver down, gets her goosebumps.

She cried thinking what happened to that Girl that time..

She did not know who she was … she had lost her. She was not able to recognise her in the mirror..

That lively girl who she knew was lost somewhere….

and how she does not want to go back there as it was scary and dark… and she knows if she goes in that black hole this time she will not be able to come back…

She used to scream everytime she used to get out of the house,

She was always in delusion,

She could not figure out what was real and what was fake,

She cried herself to sleep last night thinking maybe things will be better again.

It had become a cycle for her to have hope, heart break, giving up, helplessness, forgiving and have hope again.

They did tell her 2 years back this was abuse…. They did tell her that this cycle of abuse will keep getting shorter…

She still somewhere in her heart did not agree …

She missed him everyday…

She cried everyday but was just learning to walk alone ….

Then 1 day he messaged her and she could not reply for 3 days ..

Not replyinh him killed her.. they finally met… they gave another chance but now:

She wonders sometimes why she went back to him…

But maybe she knew things will change …

Now everyday he takes a little more of her piece.. ..

Maybe he punishes her for being weak for him and loving him,

So he thinks he can take more but she has very little to give ..

She feels she will manage to go until her last piece is taken away .

And maybe that’s her breath…

(I apologise if there are typing/gramatical errors but i generally cannot go back and read what I write)

And i apologise for sometimes not making sense in my writing, but this is the only hidden way i can pen down my emotions which hopefully can let me carry on; as recently he read my diary what i used to pen down and started using that against me, indimidate me and shout at me.

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Dear God ….

Dear God

Or whoever you are, if you are listening and seeing from wherever you are…

You know I am struggling and i need help…

You know I need the strength:

To carry on …

To hold on .. or maybe let go..

To believe in you..

To believe life is beautiful..

To know I am strong..

To know this misery would end …

To know I will be happy Again…

You know since i realised what god is which was only very recently ..

I stopped asking you for anything for my life ..

I always talked to you as if you know what i would need, i trusted you, but that doesn’t mean that you would just give me tears… endless ones, where i have no one to wipe them apart from my self because god I am tired….

I am tired and even though i want to hold on I am struggling …

I know many would say that you are probably giving me all this because you have a plan for me and maybe you do! .. and believe me I want to trust you but its shaking….

Its scary …

You know its dark where i am – the girl who used to spread lightness!

I am today again in the place where i did not wanted to ever return…

I promised myself and you, that i wont be this low… But I am struggling.

Dear God

I want to trust you…

I want to believe you are there…

You know I don’t ask for anything but to guide me and give me strength…

You know for big decisions when i am very confused in my life I surrender to you … then why is my belief shaking today yet again ….

Dear God before i go to bed tonight please take care of my and give me that strength.

That courage ….

That belief …

That smile…

That power to believe in just you and no one else ..

Dear God I trust you … when i have no one i hope I am able to wipe my tears and don’t loose hope while i am doing so..

Thank for listening God …

Thank you

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I want to live …

Why do we have to always agree to disagree or disagree to agree? Can we just not respect each other’ s opinion?

Why is that when you are in a relationship that you have to always like what the other person likes?

Yes i do believe that it is good to have some common interests and things to do, specially in your marriage; however you could both have different opinions and perceptions – and having this does not make you a bad couple; rather it is actually a sign of a healthy relationship!

Because that means you give each other space and also respect.

I would like to say south asians but I would stick to just indians.

A lot of indian couples like to have everything same – to an extent even to what they think and believe.

I used to be the same.

I was also that girl now a woman who believed what your husband thinks and believes in is what you believe in!

As if my mind was in control of his and if its in my hand that i cannot think like him !

Probably cultural thing as i was born in the 80’s. We saw our older generation practicing and staying more at home. Also hear and observe that man was everything !I come from a patriarchal society. And even though we talk about gender equality and all that – we never talk about this ?

Something basic but it still happens in households and our society.

You would rather say that generation of this age was still more modern and would not agree with what i say ;however that’s not true and there are many people around me who struggle with the same.

Forget about just your partner/husband – even many people whom you meet they want to take over your thoughts, they dont like when you say below:

“you could be right, however I respectfully do not agree”

Mind you they get offended! Not because i said this ; but probably because they could not take this as everyone likes to say yes yes to stay in the good books. But what for ?

I was different, But I always shyed away to speak my opinion as i was always scared to be disowned by the society.

I was not allowed. And I always lived until recently like this.

Even now the opinions or my thoughts i would want to share,i feel scared. A lot of this has to do with my husband because i don’t know with what opinion of mine he would kick off, hence you can even see the blog name as “secret writer”.

I would have loved to write with my own name on it because this is me!

But I am not allowed as i will be outcasted, shamed ; disowned, mocked about and much much more.

And not only me — they would shame my family, outcaste them and even boycott them!

I sometimes wonder just because a man is a man he is allowed to have his own opinions and thoughts and just because i was born a girl I cannot.

I mean just think about it how unfair is that!

I do not really have the authority to think and speak my own mind!

So few months back I was expressing my view point about the Indian government and how human rights are being infringed.

I was given a very sarcastic look as this individual was a pro goverment!

I have no problem with his thoughts and opinions but why does he have with mine.

Rather I respect his thoughts and wanted to know more to understand – i wanted to know ,to learn to grow but we could not talk for very long and i just shut myself up because this discussion would have turned into an argument.

You could say its half full and i could say its half empty. You could not like coke but like pepsi! So what !

Its sad but true that we always have to win in every situation.

We in 21st century still are scared of talking or forming our own opinions.

Have a look at this below article which is just from 2018. I am not highlighting the rape statistics here but one of the lines which says “are women safe and free?”

We Will feel/be safe when we are free.

We Will feel/be free when we are safe.

Read the above lines again !

The article sums up quite well the situation.

” Indian woman are in a constant state of vigilance, like a country ot terrorist alert.”

Many Indian woman who live overseas are very much in a similar situation. Unless they stop being around asians and dont make friends with them,change their culture and even who they hang out with ;but its difficult, i want to have asian friends around me, i want to be comfortable around my own people, i want to be feel free and have my opinions.

I do not think so i have ever lived!

There was a time last year when during my therapy session, i said to her ” i only now feel alive” ” i feel i am just born and trying to learn how to live”

I was learning to unlearn all the drums which were drilled down me; but them i lost the courage to by myself….

But i wish:

I want to be able to breathe freely …

I want to feel everything….

I want to laugh without being judged..

I want to cry when i want to….

I want to feel how it feels to be living…

I want to do crazy things…

I want to rest … …

I want to learn … ..

I want to grow ….

I want to be able to Love freely …. ..

I want to be able to Let go…..

I want to live …..

I want to write what i want to – no fancy words – no jargons ; just what i want and what i come across.
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Girl who was a puppet for him and his family ….

Diary of a family oriented yet modern Indian woman

She fell for him because she madly loved him… atleast she believed that he loved her too.. .. ..

He was much from an abusive home – where he had seen the father verbally abusing the mother and the mother calling the father with foul names.

He was upset seeing the state of his house.

He was always criticized for being a failure.

He was told that a girl should have been born because they already had one son.

He was told he was no good.

He grew up with all this and having entered his adulthood he wanted to be away from the parents/from the people he called his own.

Away to make his own life.

Away to prove that he was not a failure.

Away so he can be at peace.

He found her, he said he loves her for her natural attitude.

He said he liked how she was bold and would talk her mind out – little did he know that she still hid a lot from the whole world.

But he said he fell for her for how she was.

She was bold

She was beautiful inside out.

But she had flaws- she was not perfect but she knew this was the best she could do.

She wanted to support him even though she herself was just 21!

She stood by him.

She motivated him.

She loved him as no one would.

Her life revolved around him.

She forgot what she wanted in life for herself apart from him.

She could do anything for him.

They stayed overseas.

They got married in haste as his parents wanted to seperate them anyhow.

Mother called the son impotent! what kind of a mother would call her own son that ! and what does that even supposed to mean?

Parents spoke a lot of bad things for the her.

Parents disowned him.

A lot was said by them ! she kept quiet and heard everything because of his love!

He was lonely.

He thought they would never do this.

They slowly started to build their life up with a lot of struggles.

The parents came back because their elder son soon after he got married did not wanted to live with these parents.

He said his parents were cruel to his wife.

He said his parents would control his life even after he was married.

He said a lit of things about their character which was shocking.

However in the world outside they were respected because they had the money. only money!

Their elder son made it clear that he would never want them to even see their faces! and he till date sticks to that … (he no2 has his own 2 sons but his own parents havent even seen them)

They came to the other younger son – who they believed was always a failure !

Parents started interfering in their life.

Whatever small or big they used to earn they were happy.

They were in Love. They cared about each other. They were ready to face the world.

The mother went to live with them for few months and created differences between them.

They were always scared that his parents would do something to seperate them.

The mother was also into black magic – the son himself told.

Things slowly started to corrode….

She could see he was changing ….

He would ask her to dress in a different way ….

The mother would ask her to put make up on …

Mother would ask her to change her earings…

She used to cry silently.

She started feeling she could not be even herself.

She would cook for him and just behave as a puppet.

But she loved him and slowly her mind started accepting all this….

Things changed a little more where he would shout at her for her speaking to her own mother because she should be sitting with the father in law as it was coffee time !

She was only speaking to her mother this morning as she passed her MBA with merit and she wanted to tell her parents.

Everytime they would visit home she would have to mostly stay at his house with the in laws- and she did.

She would get up every morning to have coffee with her father in law. Only 1 day she was late as she was speaking to her mother….

On the contrary he would always sleep because he was on a holiday. …

She cried more and did not know what to do.

She could not tell many people as she knew she chose him for herself.

She was guilty.

She knew people would call her bad.

She suffered in silence.

She had no soul left. She was just a puppet and would do things to make everyone happy.

She wanted to leave him but she could not so she stayed and stayed; moved on in life and would leave things.

She got into terms with how her life will be – even though she never wanted this.

She wanted a family – he did not want that. Few years passed but he would never agree.

She would work – cook and try things to make him successful.

Had a lot of ups and downs in between…

They did not have a car and he would get tired so her mother gifted them their first car…

They bought a first house with the help of her parents…. She pushed it through even when he was not ready as she wanted him to feel settled.

Her parents were there when no one was.. They stood by her as much as they could.

She asked her parents to help them… and they did…

She thought everything was fine apart from the feeling of emptiness.

She was with him but she was lonely…

She thought she was crazy to feel that.. …

She believed everything was normal….

This is how a relationship should be….

She stayed silent and carried on

This happened from 2006 till 2016…

She will write more; maybe small episodes as a diary….

She is finding a way to write and get over her feelings ..

She is slowly healing…