u/Loisa_Mezzz

I was talking to a guy for 6 months. No label, no official relationship, but we talked every single day. He never acted distant, never replied dry, never made me feel like he was losing interest. I genuinely thought he was the one person who wouldn’t hurt me. There was this one girl I once felt suspicious about, but when I asked her directly, she said they were “just friends.” And honestly, I believed it because he never gave me any reason not to. Then my brother passed away. My whole world stopped. I didn’t touch my phone for days. After around 10 days, I finally told him what had happened. I expected comfort, concern… something. But his reaction felt cold and distant. I tried convincing myself maybe he just didn’t know how to handle grief. Two days later, I logged into his account because I still had his password. And there it was. Him talking to that same girl. Flirting with her, sending couple-like messages and romantic reels. The same girl who told me they were “just friends.” What hurt the most is that I found all of this while grieving the biggest loss of my life. I didn’t confront him. I didn’t cry or beg or ask why. I quietly logged out of his account, blocked him everywhere, and disappeared from his life the same way he emotionally disappeared from mine. He even texted, “What happened now?” But I stayed silent. Losing him didn’t even compare to losing my brother. And maybe that’s why it was easier to walk away.

Today my heart feels really heavy.

There were two Red-wattled lapwing birds who had laid four tiny eggs. The mother cared for them with so much dedication, through storms, through heat, through everything. Seeing this, my mother even built a small shelter for them and kept water and food nearby, just to help them feel safe. Yesterday, the eggs finally hatched. Four little lives came into the world, and we were so happy watching them take their first steps today. But tonight, everything changed. The parents suddenly started calling out loudly, almost like they were crying. Something felt wrong. When my mother went to check, she saw that two dogs had entered the area… and the babies were gone. We searched, hoping maybe at least one was still there. But there was nothing. The parents kept calling out, again and again. The father even flew around, searching for his babies. That sound… it didn’t feel like just noise, it felt like pain. I can’t stop thinking about what the mother must be going through. After protecting them for so long, losing them like this… Sometimes nature feels really cruel. My mother did everything she could for them. But still, this happened. I don’t know why, but this has affected me more than I expected.

I have noticed people asking me why my relationships don't last long. I always thought that maybe i was the problem but then one day i realised that it's just because i don't know how to tolerate disrespect. Like late replies, abusive behaviour... Even as a joke or talking to someone in a flirty way. And maybe that's why I feel like i still didn't got a right partner... And i don't even have the urge to find one now.