Being in an abusive relationship is not a joke. I don’t know if anyone is going to read this but I hope it helps someone out. I wanna tell this story because I want anyone who reads it to see the other persons view.

( I’ll try to make it as short as possible)

My best friend and I have known each other since we were kids, weve never gotten in any fights, we’ve never wanted to hurt each other. We were always so close, until I met this guy.

We talked for about 2 months and then we started dating. Everything was fine he was amazing to me, we would go out a lot with my best friend and just chill at his house all the time. But a year later , he showed me who he really was. my best friend started dating this guy that I talked to once for not more than a week. NOT MORE THAN A WEEK, and that’s where everything started.

My boyfriend found out that we talked for a few days, and he got mad. So he told me “you either stop being friends with her, or were done forever.” I was devastated. I didn’t do anything for a few days I didn’t really want to believe it, but for those few days he started really messing with my head.

“You’re never gonna find anyone better than me”

“You really think any other guy would be ok with this?”

“You’re supposed to put me first. If it’s not with me you’re never gonna last with anyone”

“You’re not worth anything”

“Go to the gym, you need a body”

These are all the quotes that have always stuck to me, even till this day. Every single one of those words hit me like a stab in the heart, but I had never been in a relationship before I didn’t know any better, I didn’t know my worth.

So after weeks of being manipulated, I told my friend I can’t see her anymore. She got mad at me, and we didn’t talk again for months. I was so depressed. I had always been very insecure about myself but nothing like that. He was ruining me. He wouldn’t touch me, and when he would it was just something dry and even for sex, I didn’t want to. It just felt forced. I would tell him I wasn’t in the mood and he’d still make me. And I weigh 100 lbs, and he was almost 200 lbs, so I really could not fight it. But I thought that was normal to be treated like that.

1 year passes, and we’re engaged! My family was so happy, (obviously not knowing what is happening), and everything continues the same.

My aunt calls me and tells me she wants go have lunch with me and talk about the wedding, and as soon as I get there she asks me “how is everything?”... I break down. I break down in tears. I tell her everything that’s happened, and long story short, she makes me realize that’s not a real relationship.

A real relationship isn’t you feeling forced to have sex with that person.

A real relationship isn’t that person hitting you every time he/she has a bad day.

A real relationship is getting home and wanting to tell each other everything about their day, not tell them everything they hate about the other person.

A real relationship isn’t this.

I finally found the courage to let him go, and reunite with my best friend. It’s been 3 years now and I’m in a loving relationship. I finally know what it’s like to have a connection with a person, what it’s like to feel loved to feel like that person loves every inch of you even on your bad days. And I couldn’t be happier.

If you’re going through something like this, please tell someone. Talk to someone you trust, don’t push people away, people that love you. Be strong. You deserve the world, and you will find someone who shows you what a real relationship is.