Chapter 1: PROLOGUE

I in sighted that people I love and care for most are the people that afflict me to the hilt, “becoming enamored in first love it’s like strolling on roiled ground.” There are concealed forces that held on to me back to my first Better half, a feeling that made me repeat mistakes.

For much trust to My better half he took that as an advantage over me and cheated which broke my heart into un gatherable pieces, burnt my feelings into ash and left me sleeping on a wet pillow for years. I cried indoors for a while and only my bed room walls knew how I drained up myself each night and every time I was lonely.

I loathed to seek for a shoulder to lean on and cry, scared of all my friends not being trustworthy and knowing no one needed my tears to be used as spacemen to test my DNA I fought with my emotions indoors just to be credited a strong lady but all was in vain.

Since I always lived as a hard nut to crack, I carried on all the pain unaided scared of my friends gossiping and making fun of me so I compelled myself behind doors to remain stalwart to my personal values and only my bathroom, bedroom walls and pillow can testify about my unfathomable pain.

However I am convinced that, “a problem once shared is once solved” I chose to share my story with you. I have fought depression for years, judged and blamed myself for the mistakes I never did and lived to abhor love for years just because of my first better half I trusted more than I trusted my own self but unfortunately he preferred someone else over me .

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