How is it possible to be in a relationship with someone for 8 years, and not even truly know them?
This is the story on how my high school sweet heart, the man I was with for 8 years, turned out to be a complete stranger. This is currently my nightmare.
This is an ongoing even that is still happening in my life, therefore, names will be changed to protect the identity of those involved...
Writing is a way to help me get my thoughts out of my head, therefore that is why I am writing this. Also, I figured this would make a hell-of-a story one day. This is a summary of the ending of that story I guess if I were to ever write it.