Have you ever been blind due to something you call love? Well, I’m going to tell you about my story where I was completely blind to what I thought was love. It all started June 20, 2013. It was near the end of my sophomore year of high school. I had been crushing on this one boy all year long and he had finally noticed me and asked me out. Of course I said yes right away but little did I know what was going to happen.
At the beginning, it all seemed normal and like any other high school relationship. We were happy and we spent time together on the weekends. We got along; everything seemed so nice. Then school started again in September and his true colors started to come out. He became the most controlling person I have ever met.
I was not longer “allowed” to hang out with my bestfriend or have guy friends. I usually sat with my friends at lunch time but that was quickly brought to an end. I had to sit with him and his friends. Eventually I felt alone cause I didn’t have my friends, but I was young and didn’t realize what was actually going on. It came to the point where everyday he HAD to walk me to class cause he didn’t want me talking to any guys on my way to class. It was like this every day for the next three years.
I just kept telling myself, "Things will get better; he’s not meaning to do this." But it all turns out, he knew exactly what he was doing. It came to the point where I did absolutely nothing on the weekend. While all my friends were out having fun, I was at home doing nothing. Even he was out at parties doing who knows what, but I couldn’t do a single thing. I had to stay home. I never knew where he was or who he was with.
But still I never saw it as a bad thing. I thought that’s how it was supposed to be. I was completely controlled and didn’t see it. I started to miss my best friend, so I would tell him I was going to sleep and then sneak out to go hang out with her. Whenever I did this, I was scared he was going to find out. Because I was so scared of him finding out, it quickly came to the end of that.
I didn’t know what was going to happen if he found out. Well, the last couple of months that we were together, I finally started to realize that this isn’t what love is. I was starting my freshman year of college and it was so nice to get away from him walking me everywhere I went, until he started showing up to my college every day before I went to classes. It came to a point where I would fake sick so I didn’t go to class that year and I would email my professors asking what we were doing in class.
Finally in April of 2016, I realized I couldn’t keep doing this so I broke up with him. I was scared of how he was going to take it and I didn’t go anywhere for the next month. If I did go anywhere, I kept my pocket knife and pepper spray on me. Now I have absolutely no connection with him and I am in a happy relationship and finally know what real love is like. I guess you have to learn things before you are truly happy with something and go through the bad.