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Navya's POV

Not every love story has a happy ending so is mine. It took a drastic turn as Deep went against me. He blamed me for all the tortures he was going through but didn't think about me. Every day I was suffering but for him his pain was too big to see my scars...

Being a girl full of self respect I broke up with him. I became more miserable as time was going by. The depression was sipping me into itself n I had no cure for it. I saw myself going away from everyone. My classmates saw me as a alien. My house echoed of noise but silence always surrounded me. I started behaving so roughly it became tough to control me. I was sent to my maternal grandfather's house.

I stopped studying. I barely ate anything. I was always engrossed in my phone. My depression went to that level where I started taking help of sexual pleasure to keep my mind off my past. Well maybe I was tagged bad because of that but when I realized that what I have got myself into. I used all my patience to get out of this addiction. Unlike others I had the capability to switch my way of living sometimes I became an addict whereas sometimes I told people I retired from this.

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