I got into my first relationship when I was 18. Most of it was long distance, and we met only a few times. Eventually, it stopped working for her and we broke up. Honestly, it made me a tougher man. When I turned 21, I found a girl on Bumble after moving to Bangalore. We started dating, and within days we proposed to each other. It was the best day of my life for two reasons.
On 19 November 2021, was the day we confessed our love, and it also happens to be my parents’ wedding anniversary so it became a super special day for me. Later, my career took me to Gurgaon, and we had to go long distance again. It wasn’t great, to be honest. I couldn’t give her enough time due to night shifts, and we fought a lot.
Soon I got a chance to move to the UK for my master’s. The first person I called to share the news was her. She was super happy and encouraged me to go ahead with it. I was scared because if a few cities apart was tough, how would different time zones work? But she reassured me multiple times that everything would be fine.
I arrived in the UK, and 10 days later, she broke up with me. My birthday fell in between, so I guess that was my “special” gift. The breakup could’ve been the end, but no she kept coming back saying she still loved and missed me. Then one day, she told me she went to her male friend’s house and “he kissed her.” That broke me hard, fast, and strong.
Later, she went on multiple Bumble dates, made out with guys, and still kept coming back saying she missed me. I forgave her every single time. Eventually, things started to get better, and we told our parents about each other. My parents were okay with it, but her mom wasn’t.
Also, I smoke. I was trying to quit at the time and lied to her that I had fully quit. She found out during a video call, and that led to another breakup. I thought that would be the final end but again, no. She came back again, saying she still loved me, but her mom wouldn’t accept the relationship, so she couldn’t do anything. And while all this was happening, she was still meeting new guys on Bumble.
I made a complete joke of myself, and it ended with me losing faith in love and losing trust in people. I know I wasn’t perfect, but at least I was trying. It’ll be two years since the breakup this October, and I’m actually happy it happened. It taught me a lot and made me stronger.
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