r/EarlyTwenties

Today is my birthday, and no one wished me 🙂

I usually don’t celebrate my birthday, so I don’t expect anything big. But even a simple “happy birthday” would’ve meant a lot.

No messages on WhatsApp, nothing on Instagram… not even from my roommate, who’s awake and knows it’s my birthday.

Sometimes expectations really do hurt. I guess today just made me realize how much a small gesture can matter.

Sometimes I wish I had someone who genuinely cared and shared things with me.

[ Need help ]In 2016, my father passed away after suffering a heart attack when he discovered that his own brother had stolen our business, properties, and even our car, leaving our family with absolutely nothing. On the day of his funeral, my mother handed me 120 grams of gold and asked me to sell it to cover the funeral expenses.

We come from a small town, and I was only 16 years old at the time. I started working as a makeup artist and, through hard work, was earning around ₹40,000–₹50,000 per month. Things were finally getting better until my mother arranged my marriage with a family friend.

He comes from a very affluent family, but he himself does not work. His father and sister manage the family finances, and he was only given ₹20,000 per month as pocket money. During our marriage, he repeatedly took money from me and my mother, amounting to nearly ₹30–40 lakhs.

After discovering his multiple affairs, I still tried to save the marriage, but after 11 months, I finally left. My entire stridhan is still with his family. His father is very powerful, which is why the divorce case is still ongoing in court. They are now denying that I ever owned any gold at all. He also does not want to settle or close the case. There is an age gap of 10 years between us.

Today, I am under immense financial pressure. I still have loans worth ₹50 lakhs, along with a hand loan of ₹15 lakhs. My monthly EMI alone is ₹2,00,000, while my monthly income is approximately ₹2.15 lakhs. I am the sole earning member of my family, and I genuinely do not know how long I can continue surviving under this stress. The emotional, financial, and legal burden has become overwhelming.
I have filed 3 cases against my uncle it’s been 10 years no outcome, 5 cases against my ex husband case still on no result. I feel like some magic to happen. I’m 25 now

I liked a guy. But I cannot be in a relationship with him because of family and myself

I am 20 now.

I commented on a guy's post on Reddit regarding relationships 14 days ago. He DMed me and we started chatting. We chatted literally for so many hours everyday. We had so much in common. He would listen to me, we would discuss topics on religion, politics, history and science. He was literally my soulmate.

After 4 days he asked would I be his girlfriend.

I was hesitant because my mother is very strict and I told him so. It was my first relationship. He said to me if you will be by my side I can handle anything. I was scared but just for that one time I listened to my heart.

We were attracted to each other emotionally. Literally after asking each other out I asked for his picture. He never pressured me. He said to me he doesn't care how I look like, he just likes me talking about things that people normally don't talk about. My friends were telling me both of you are falling too fast. We didn't listen to them.

After accepting his proposal we met once on a Train. He literally missed his train but still he came to see me by booking another train. We clicked pictures, held hands. I felt like a princess.

Then I talked with my mother. My mother said to me don't get into a relationship ever. She is strongly against love marriage. I can never go against her because she was beside me during my drop year when no one was beside me.

I then realised we never would have any future. Our relationship would later lead to heartbreak.

I messaged him this morning. He didn't fight. He just asked me are you sure about this. I said yes even though I was holding back my tears. He said ok hope your life will be good.

He has some mental scars of the past. We shared everything with each other. We were so much connected emotionally. But I don't want to hurt him. I have already hurt him enough.

But I cannot leave my mother too. My hostel friend warned me that my mother will never accept it.

But still I listened to my heart and now I am realising how foolish I was. I can never betray my mother because she is my whole world.

But I liked him too.

I know I am in the wrong here. Literally nothing was wrong with him. And that's why it is hurting me.

I am just drowning in this spiral of guilt and sadness.

Sorry to vent here but I have literally no one to talk about this.