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I can't believe I have to be in a secret relationship and Daniel thinks seeing me by chance. No talking, is a form of a normal relationship and it's not.
Why is someone who is a different religion, seen as a forbidden love? Why am I forbidden? I wanted a beautiful love story written by God until the very end. Being secret about something especially a relationship is one of the most disrespectful thing a person can do. It says that for some reason he is ashamed of you, the relationship, or protecting himself from others. Yes you should be concerned because if he's hiding you, he is also hiding something from you.
Daniel should learn to understand that keeping me a secret, is making me think whether I should even marry him.
As he doesn't even talk to me but is willing to show other women off on his Facebook page. It's so unfair and he lives down the road from me. He sees me and doesn't talk to me, his mom is the same.
I don't know what'd wrong with them, that they live down the road from me and can't be bothered to talk to me. They are keeping secrets and it's hurting me.
They have no respect or consideration, how this is making me feel. Just because they get to have a beautiful love story written by God until the very end. Not to mention, how I was there for Daniel when things got hard for him and everyone turned against him. I was still there for him, don’t get why I have to be the one to keep the only meaningful relationship a secret. When I can’t even express myself or do anything as it is. It feels like Beth, (Someone who I used to be friends with) is able to keep a relationship longer than I can. She does the bare minimum and I always have to work harder. Beth had told me back in September 2021, that I will find a man who will treat me like a princess. It was hard to convince myself it will happen because everyone says it will.
I dream about Daniel, in a world where I’m not being judged or made to feel ashamed for loving him. I wish to dream about him forever, if it meant this pain would go away because nobody has any thought or consideration for my feelings. Otherwise, something would have changed and they wouldn’t allow me to walk around feeling this sad. In a world, where I can be myself and see God’s love in everyone. As I always do my best to be that woman and don’t get why I can’t be blessed with that beautiful love story; unlike everyone else.
I would rather get married soon, so I’m able to have the chance to celebrate more years of being married and have that everlasting, real, true love until the final breath. I hope to appreciate married life, as a beautiful and happy wife to Daniel. Rather, than being part of a long list of recycled experiences in the dating field. Since it feel like God has forgotten me and all I do is be the best version of myself possible. I don’t understand why I have to get into trouble for the fact I love Daniel.
Why can’t people accept me for who I am? I’m not a bad person and don’t understand why a woman like me has to be punished. Or to be made to feel bad, for loving a man of my own choice. Having to be in no position and that’s the last thing I would ever do to anyone. I don't understand why I have to have such a heartbreaking trust to my love life and wanted a man who loved me. Just like God loves me and to accept me for who I am.
Not to get told to be kept a secret due to the colour of my skin, brands of underwear I have and the lack of men I've slept with. I thought God loves people, based on their character, heart and soul.
I thought that God loves me for my heart, soul and character. Not for the colour of my skin, the fact I preserved myself for one man and its like I'm not getting no where.
I can't even get out of bed in the morning and i can't believe how Daniel gets to have that everlasting, real, true, eternal love until the very end. Yet I wanted to have all of that with him.
Why does nobody hear me? Otherwise, I wouldn't be going through a flood of tears and sadness, in the same vicious cycle every year.
Daniel's mum should understand that things don't come easy for a woman like me. Just because I have to work harder in life, to have simple blessings like a man to love me.
I don’t understand why Daniel’s mum thinks I’m not good enough for her son. As I have baggage to take with me and I am trying to offload it so I’m able to have a beautiful relationship with her son. The fact nobody had the decency to tell me what actually happened and to allow things to fester away. Not having any thought or consideration for the way I feel and everything has to be kept a secret. I thought that God’s love is about being honest, patient, understanding and thoughtful. That’s precisely what I’ve done, yet I don’t get the chance to go to the temple to thank God for having a beautiful blessing in my life. Why? Why is nobody happy for me? The colour of my skin and brands of underwear I have on, shouldn’t determine whether I’m good enough to have a relationship/marriage.
Instead, I have to be kept a secret; like I’m just some dirty, seedy, morbid affair that Daniel is ashamed to tell everyone. Just because his mum is able to have the chance to be with her husband(s) until the very end, not needing to keep them a secret. To have her children, job, home and have all of those milestones shared with her special person. I just wanted to have all of that with Daniel, don’t get why I have to be seen as not good enough. Just because I haven’t had a 15 year romance with two men before turning 24. To have a 9 year relationship with a man from eight til seventeen years old. Then of course, he leaves me behind and then I find love again, seventeen years old, until my present age. (23).
Keeping everything a secret is draining because I meant everything that I said to Daniel. How I had convinced myself how everyone would come round and accept my relationship. Then I would no longer need to be in a position to hide my invisible relationship with him. I haven’t even received any cards, for special occasions and I always do that. For him and everyone else, yet the one person - Daniel doesn’t even do that for me. For so many years, I convinced myself that it would change and my time would finally come. Yet it never happened, I waited and waited and nothing extraordinary happened to me. Then it had caused me to think, “Why have I been deprived of a relationship with Daniel?” as I had NEVER spoken to anyone like that. Yet I would never think/do that in a prayer or heart beat.
In a rude tone of voice and lack of manners, I always did my best as a real woman and yet it’s me who is always in stagnation season. Just because I’m not with a Punjabi Sikh man, doesn’t mean that I’m a bad person and don’t get why I always have to keep everything a secret. There is a difference between causing problems in a relationship and keeping it between yourselves.
What I also don’t understand, is how Daniel’s mum had told me that I shouldn’t have to be ashamed or hiding my relationship with her son. So I decided to think and being positive, with the fact I had posted some messages on his old facebook. Nothing explicit, just thinking about when I was able to have a normal relationship in person. Even though, the only time I was able to see him without people having to judge or say many remarks. At the college where we first met, which was nice but sad because I could only see him once a week - Monday. Then all the pressure had been applied to me, causing a rift and it’s like I had to deal with all this mess.
Just because I have a man in heaven - the guy who pretended to be Daniel. Doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t be able to have a normal relationship. He even mentioned marriage to me, it sounded so real and I wanted to have all of that. It made me feel ready for marriage because I wanted to be happy and to do everything with a man. That’s what gets me out of bed in the morning too, along with marriage. Is knowing that I had made a man very happy and it was me who had done that. To put a smile on his face, allow him to dream and to provide for me. I wish to have a lifetime of photos and videos on my Google Photos where I can think about how both my husband and son had spent their best years with me. To be there, besides me until the very end and knowing that I had at least 73 years of love with them. As I had to have a relationship at 23/24, which is later than I wanted it to be.
Since, I couldn’t have a 72 year romance with Daniel straight away, from 17 and 18 years old.
Since I’m older, at 23, I haven’t been able to go out with a man in public. I want to get married and only spend one year being engaged. To celebrate an anniversary in person, because I didn’t get the chance to do anything at a young age with a man. Similar to my younger uncle who is 35 and his fiancee, who is 36. They got engaged, 9 months after meeting and getting married on 6th July 2024. They have a bit more patience than I do, because I wouldn't even wait 9 months to have a ring on my finger. Since, I would be one of those people who would happily get engaged within 3 days of meeting Daniel again in person. That’s the least I deserve, after him to stop speaking to me for 2 years.
As I'm not even able to go out on dates with a man and somehow, Daniel has done so much more than me. He mentioned how people only had a problem with his relationship with me. Yet these people didn't have a problem with his other thousand girlfriends and I don't get why.
I don't understand why I have to be punished for the colour of my skin. I always been told to always be proud of who I am. Yet I have to be ashamed of the colour of my skin and deprived of a relationship. When it weren't even my fault and I would be the last person this earth to ever make a person feel bad for loving someone of their own choice.
Regardless of the colour of their skin or not.
I know how to be a real woman, as I have the traits which are …
Empathetic
Confident
Passionate
She is strong
Kind
Supportive
Being mindfully strong
Knows how to trust
Knows she is flawed
Honest
Forgiving
Good listener
Encouraging
Accepting of her flaws
Gratitude defines her
Nurturing
Compassionate
Patient
Intelligent
Loyal
Avoiding gossip
Happiness comes within
Sense of humour
The only reason why I had posted on his old Facebook, was not a form of attention seeking or causing problems. It was because I haven’t spoken to Daniel like what normal couples have done for 2 years. I don’t understand why a woman like me has to be deprived of a relationship with the man she loves. Especially, because I always do things in order to be a real woman. Like volunteering, to enhance my career and to do well. Revise for my GCSE Maths exams, as I have the November resit exam and doing my best to keep my head above water. Just want to do well but I will need to look after myself. Daniel’s mum and stepdad wouldn’t understand the pain I had to go through. As they are both the same religion and skin colour. They were able to bring each other home, to their families and all approved of the relationship. Not being judged, since they were able to get married; in front of their God in church. Where nobody would object to their wedding because they are both seen as a couple who are able to be together. Unlike me, who has to get told every bad comment under the sun. How I’m not able to be seen with Daniel in public, let alone even going out for food with him in public.
Nobody has even spoken to me about how it’s making me feel this way. Not Daniel, his mum and stepdad. Yet I have to deal with all the mess,like I’m the one who has caused this. Why does nobody understand that all I ever wanted is a beautiful and loving relationship. Year, after year; just get told that things will happen to me. When nothing changes and everybody else can be with the person who they truly love
In fact, I have to get into trouble for expressing love for Daniel. Racist people get away with their opinions and I’m the one who is getting punished. It’s like I just can’t win because if I stay silent, keep it a secret and not be able to be seen in public. That keeps the peace and nobody will judge me. Despite the fact, it’s eating me up inside. Yet when I say something, I’m the one who is seen as causing problems and not able to be truly happy. It’s like I can’t win because when I speak out about how I feel; just get told to deal with it. No, I didn’t have a talk about relationships but I knew that falling in love is part of life. Throughout my school years, I had longed for a relationship and since it was taken from me in college. I had wanted to marry Daniel, not for his money, assets and will. In fact, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and be happy.
I wanted to get married to Daniel and have a son with him, to raise a family and have all of that. To do things together, yet I couldn’t even have that with him over the last 4 years. Where we are able to have those moments together, meet the family and play with Fluffy too. I get so angry seeing how everyone else is able to have the easier path with that. I want to have a husband and son at home waiting for me. To know that I have 2 wonderful men, that think the world of me and know that I’m a great woman. They appreciate everything I do for them, to give them a home and we are happy. Having those family days out, to the seaside in the summer and we are all there to celebrate birthdays. To have that stability and routine, where I know what’s happening but to still live life to the fullest. Don’t get why I always have to hide everything and miss out. While everyone else, they don’t need to hide their relationship and then get told comments in the process.
If anything was to happen to me at work, then the manager of the place would soon find someone to replace me. They wouldn’t care as much, unlike my husband and son who would be worried about me. Since my role(s) to them mean so much more and making those big, lifetime memories together. How I wish that Fluffy would be able to play in the garden, being there when Daniel and I get married.
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