I completely blocked and ghosted my soulmate.

In 2020, I met the love of my life, she was an intelligent, witty, fun loving and cute girl to get along with. Our relationship only lasted a few months but from that experience I learned so much and became such a better person because of it.

Although it was a long distance relationship, We met online, playing games together, we slowly but surely started to like each other. Until one night we basically had p******** over an Xbox party, it was such an amazing and exciting feeling for both of us, we did it again and again and it just seemed to get better each time. Slowly we became more than just friends with benefits, we started to really get to know each other and fall deeply in love. But it slowly faded when the truth about her started to come out, turns out she had bipolar disorder, Had tattoos on her body, was possibly a satanist, and was bisexual, I met her brother who told me so much about her, secrets she never told me. She always claimed she was straight, but she admitted to me she thought she was gay. Our relationship dwindled away, I felt so lost and hopeless over the whole thing, it was so heartbreaking for me, the first girl I ever really loved. This happened when we were both in our teens. Eventually she sent me a text saying that she thought we wouldn’t work out, and I was crushed. I tried everything in the book to get her to love me again, I agreed to stay friends with her but that just made the pain worse. And after months of heartache and pain, I eventually just worked up the courage to stop being a nice guy, and block her. The feeling was liberating for the Felixstowe few weeks, but still to this day there’s a part of me that wonders, what if? Sometimes hearing a song or playing a game that I played back when I knew her brings back so much nostalgia and a feeling of deep regret, like there’s still the smallest strains pf love in my heart for her. All I know is that whole experience made me a very different person today, I am much stronger and mature mentally and physically. It’s just something I’ll never forget, and I felt like I had to get it off my chest.

Thank you Questa, for making me the man I am today, and I’m sorry for disappearing on you.