I got into a relationship at 16 years old with a family friend that I had a crush on since primary school, he was the best boyfriend ever. He would spoil me and we would spend all day together. We moved into together. We renovated everything, bought furniture together, got a puppy.
I started a new job in hairdressing that I loved. My life was great, my relationship was great, we were happier then ever. But then a year later I started to get angry and sad.
Just so many emotions building up inside.
I started taking my emotions out on my boyfriend for months, he loved me so much that he put up with it. He was always there for me.
Then I started not letting him go out with his friends because I thought that he would realize that being in a relationship and getting abused every day wasnt actually that great. So he stayed home and we would always be doing something that made me happy. Then he started to go out with his mates and I felt all alone because I had no one I could go and hang out with.
He coudnt take it anymore that he started to take drugs behind my back and this would make me flip out even more and I would punch him and say the meanest things that werent even true.
He knew that there was something wrong with me, he said i wasnt the same girl that he started dating, I didnt know what I was doin. I thought it was all normal.
Months went on and he gave up on me, everyone did.
Everyone called me a crazy person, a head case.
Our relationship ended, but he was there for me as a friend. He made me go to the doctors and I was told I had the severest depression. I had to go on medication and be watched all the time incase I did anything stupid. I wouldnt get out of bed for days. Wouldnt eat. moved towns so people didnt know me.
Till this very day, I haven’t had a proper smile where I am actually happy, there all fake. So this new town that I live in wont realize what has actually happened with me, so no one will ask questions.
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