20/06/2025
Please read and help me make sense of this mess. I’m broken and alone.
I’ve been holding this inside for days, but the pain is too heavy now. I need to let it out… maybe someone here will understand.
Three years ago, I met a man. He was mature—49 years old while I was just 24. He came into my life at a time when I was struggling to make ends meet and promised to take care of me. He did exactly that. He supported me financially, emotionally… and yes, intimately too.
But there was always one thing that felt off—he never wanted to meet my mother. Ever. The only connection he had with her was through a single photo I once showed him. I asked him many times, but he always brushed it off, saying things like, “One day, not yet.”
For context, I live with my uncle because of school, so I don’t see my mother often. Life just kept getting busy. But last Thursday, I decided to surprise her after so long. I wanted to see her smile again, feel her arms around me, remind myself of who I am. But nothing could’ve prepared me for what I saw. He was already there. The man who had been “loving” and supporting me… was in my mother’s house.
And then, with the calmest smile, my mother introduced him as her fiancé.
Yes. Her fiancé. She said they had been together for five years and were planning to get married soon. She was so happy, so proud to finally show him off.
I stood there frozen. My world collapsed in one moment. I was numb. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even breathe properly.
He had been dating my mother for five years… but also dating me for the last three.
I left the house quietly and went back to my uncle’s, completely broken. That night, I called him—demanded answers. He told me, “Just keep quiet. Don’t ruin everything.” Just like that. And today? It got worse.
My mother called my uncle, angry and disturbed. Apparently, someone came to her house a so-called “fortune-teller” who told her that I had been doing witchcraft.
That I was trying to destroy her happiness.
That I was the evil in her life.
My own mother.
She told my uncle I was no longer welcome in her house. She believes I’m trying to hurt her.
She doesn’t know the truth. She doesn’t even suspect. And now… I’ve lost her too.
I haven’t said a word to my uncle yet, but he’s already acting cold and distant.
I sit here, writing this with tears pouring down my face, wondering how a life that felt so secure just a few days ago now feels like a complete nightmare.
I don’t know who to trust anymore.
I don’t know what I did to deserve this.
I don’t even know how to start healing.
Please… if you’re reading this, don’t just scroll.
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
I’m tired of crying. I just need someone to listen. Someone to tell me I’m not crazy.
Because right now, I feel like I’m disappearing into darkness.
Share this if you believe no one deserves this kind of betrayal.
