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From the next day, she started behaving like my girlfriend. I asked her if she was sure about me or not, and she replied that she was sure. We’d talk a lot sometimes for a whole night. A couple of my friends told me that she isn’t the same person. She is slightly unbalanced. I never noticed anything like this, so I didn’t give any importance to their opinion.
It continued for two years and went well until I logged in to her Facebook account. What I found there was shocking to me. She was talking to so many boys at one time, including her ex-boyfriend. It made me suspicious as she had always avoided discussing her past. The chat didn’t look like a formal conversation, but it had more things in it. I never brought the subject before, but that day I couldn’t stop myself from inquiring.
When I confronted her, she revealed that she was always serious about him. From here, the fight saga began, and I lost my trust in her. For the next six months, the relationship was rocky, sometimes we’d say sorry, or sometimes we’d fight over every little thing. Her behavior was confusing.
It was my birthday. We had a common friend who used to like me. She knew I was in a relationship with her, and that’s why she never had any expectations from me. Priyanka hated her a lot.
On the birthday night, that girl called me to wish. Priyanka was trying to dial, but my phone was busy. We were on call for about 10 minutes. After hanging up, I dialed Priyanka only to find that she was fuming with anger. She had guessed already, and we had a verbal spat.
“Manish, why don’t you tell me the truth? Are you interested in her? If not, then why would you talk to her late-night? If yes, then why are you lying to me?” She yelled. Her rude remarks pinched my heart.
“Priyanka, I have told you a lot of times I have nothing for her. She just happened to call me to wish, so I received her call out of courtesy. She’s my friend, and you don’t say a thing about lying. At least, I tell you the truth, but you keep going on my back.” I gave her back. She hung up on me, and we didn’t contact each other for a few days. I got worried and tried contacting her, but she wouldn’t pick up. Then with the help of her best friend, we spoke. I apologized, but she seemed distant to me. Our relationship never recovered from that point.
The worst happened when in December 2014, my grandfather passed away. Before leaving for Bihar, I went to meet her. She consoled me, and she seemed concerned. Two days later, she informed me that she was going on a trip with her friends. We had a long conversation. I didn’t want to spoil her vacation, so I helped her in convincing her parents.
The next day, I discovered that she had blocked me from everywhere. I was startled, and I dialed her number from my mother’s phone. She answered my call. I said, “Priyanka, why did you block me?”
She replied, “I don’t want any disturbance when I’m with my friend. I knew you would call me, again and again, to talk, and that’s why I blocked you.” To say I was hurt would be an understatement I was aghast. I had lost my grandfather, and I needed support, but she was mean to me. I ignored the pang in my chest and promised to call her twice a day, but she refused to unblock me.
Here comes the Break up
A week later, I visited her house to know if she had come back or not. Her mother said she’s returning tomorrow. The next evening, I again went there and met her brother. Her family knew about us, so he told me not to worry much and gave me a number saying, “This is the number she was calling quite a lot before going on the trip. Dial this number, and you may know something about it.”
I did as we planned, and I pretended to be her brother. A guy picked it up and forwarded it to her. She understood everything after hearing my voice. She defended herself, saying, “Manish, he is my friend, and I’m coming back in an hour. Till then, you have dinner with my family.”
The truth was shining clearly like crystals, but I wanted to be sure before I concluded. She arrived, her mother left us alone in the hall. Priyanka was checking her phone every 2 to 3 minutes when we were talking. I snatched it away. Blood dried on her face, and her reaction was shocking. She attempted her best to get it back, but I didn’t give in.
I knew her password, but there was an App lock on each App. I questioned her, but she refused to share the password. We went into her room as her mother had arrived after hearing our fights. When we reached, I said, “Priyanka, if you won’t tell me the password, then I’ll break your phone.” After a 15 minute long skirmish, she shared it.
I went through her WhatsApp and gallery. They were full of intimate chats and pictures with that guy. Tears rolled down my eyes, and I was trembling. She begged for forgiveness so I wouldn’t reveal it to her parents. I walked out, and her mother asked me why I was crying? Why was her daughter crying? I didn’t answer and left the house silently.
That incident took a toll on me. I couldn’t go back to the relationship, and I stopped trusting anyone. After the break-up, my grades were going down, and I consumed alcohol and smoked every day. Things were messed up. 3rd year of my engineering, I was in depression, living my life like a clueless man who had no control over circumstances.
It changed when I visited my home. I was crossing the road with my friends, and Priyanka was standing there with her friend. She looked chilled out and happy, whereas I had lost weight. I didn’t have a job in hand. My grades were going down.
That day onwards, I promised not to cry over the past. Slowly, I changed myself, left addictions behind, and began writing on Quora. I’m in a good position now, content with my life.
I don’t regret anything as I have learned an important lesson from my experience that is “Don’t waste your life over a break-up. If you feel you were right, then be proud of yourself and move on. I know it’s not easy, but you can do it. Don’t keep grudges. Let it go.”
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