So it’s kind of a long story. I was 14 when I got into a relationship with this guy who was 23. He was my cousin’s boyfriend, and I initially talked to him to tell her whereabouts. But then my father found out about their relationship and opposed it, so she got married to someone else. In the meantime, he proposed to me. I said yes because I was scared my parents would find out that I was talking to him.
But with time, I also started liking him. He treated me like a kid, never asked for intimacy. Eventually, my parents found out and sent him away from the city. I got caught with him so many times, and that made my parents sad. I always hated myself for being the daughter who only brought shame to the family. We were in a relationship for more than five years. Then he said his family was looking for a girl.
Honestly, I felt bad, but at the same time, I was happy that maybe I could become a good daughter again. He used to cry almost every night. Then one day, his friend posted a picture of his engagement. He told me he didn’t even know it was his engagement he went to meet the girl, was planning to reject her, but ended up engaged.
He cried and said he’d cancel the wedding because he loved me. But I felt bad for his fiancée. She didn’t have a father, was raised by relatives, and was being married off to him. Her brother and mother didn’t support the marriage, so they didn’t attend her engagement. The only real relation she had was him, and she deserved love. So I convinced him to be happy with her.
She deserved better. But he kept crying and begging me to talk to him told him I’d be there as a friend but wouldn’t pick up night calls. Still, he kept begging all night. I have to push him away, I lied that I liked a rich guy (hoping it would hurt his ego, since he wasn’t from a well off family). One day, I finally picked up, and he cursed me said one day I’d cry like he was, that he loved me more than anything, and accused me of falling for that other guy.
He told me he had cancelled the wedding and would live alone forever. But then I saw his wedding pictures. He looked happy. I don’t know why he was manipulating me. He always acted naive he was not well educated and didn’t know English at all. He just cried and begged for me to talk to him. Later, I actually fell for that other guy, and we’re now in a relationship.
But whenever something bad happens and I cry all night, I feel like karma is hitting me. Even though I did it for his fiancée, it’s been 4 years and I still regret it sometimes.
Question: Did I really do something wrong?
Option 1: Yes
Option 2: No
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