Relationship Status- In Love

Relationship Status- In Love

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The more you fall in love, the more you will realize that it is like a deep hole in which you are going to drown no matter how good of a swimmer you believe you are. But drowning doesn't always necessary be a bad thing. My name is Kabeer Dutt, my friends call me Kady. I am a lawyer by profession and deal in real estate issues. This is the story of my transformation from a backbencher in class to a frontrunner for one of the most beautiful girls in the school, to a lover who screwed up everything, to a son who turned out to be good for nothing (according to my parents), to a friend who was a Rockstar (according to me), to a law student in not so fancy college, to a lawyer and eventually, to a man. This is also a story of my realization that, it is not necessary, just because you believe you have it all figured out, means things are going to turn out as you expected. Life is about unpredictability and unless you accept that uncertainty in life is the only certainty and truth, you cannot be happy. And this is true for almost all the circumstances and situations we face in life. If you are someone- 1. Who feel stuck in life 2. Find it hard to take responsibility 3. Feels that it is difficult to find peace in relationships 4. Have a hard time communicating with your parents, and your loved ones 5. Feels that career and relationship cannot be taken care of at the same time Then you should know-I have been in your situation, and probably you could learn something from my mistakes because as someone wise have said-it is always good to learn from someone else's faults then doing the mistakes yourself. Let me tell you, this is not a self-help book. This story is about me as I said earlier, and I have no intentions to compromise the legitimacy of my fuckup's by being rational about my situations and overanalyzing or over-justifying my stupidities and decisions.
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Change to disclaimer: I censored their name because they were getting death threats. THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE In my younger years, I accepted toxic manipulation and emotional abuse as normal and a sign of love. I've dealt with lying and manipulation all my life but never classified it as wrong since it all came from someone I loved: my father. I never fought back because I was raised to put trust in him because we were kin. A decade later, I come across Wattpad with a warm and loving community, and through mutual friends meet THEM. We then start dating on and off and then finally break up. Before we do break-up, they made me vow to never tell anyone what I had gone through and discovered about them. I said yes without hesitation because I was still madly in love with them and stupidly loyal; but as two years pass I realize I promised to not tell anyone about their true self so they could continue to do what they did to me and to silence me because they knew I still had feelings for them and was formidably loyal. I became damage control so they could continuously drag in new weak-minded people like me and make them go through the same pain and groom them to shower them with attention every second of the day and when they didn't; they made them feel as if they were wrong. They made their lovers feel like they were the bad guy and insignificant at the same time. In Present day, this still haunts me to the point I only get a few hours of sleep. My ex isn't here now and I feel I must share not only as a way to warn readers of people like them and how his definition of love is actually far from the truth, but as way of closure for myself.

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