Individualistic Rise: Chapter Two

Previously: 

Now that I’m 25.. which is ten years later.. he decided, after he settled down with his job of being a lawyer, to take a step further and propose! And of course, I said yes with no hesitation, because I know for a fact that my uncle would be WAY more happier than me..

We got so excited and started planning our close and far future and he told me that he would not mind if we did not do any huge celebrations, it could be just the two of us.

But before jumping into the celebrations and plans we had to do what every couple is supposed to do before getting married.. which are the medical tests..

And apparently 

I have tested positive in infertility..

I did not know how he would react.. we did not expect it at all!

Obviously, whether I like it or not, he had to know the news..

At that time, he was extremely busy with some cases so I had to call and deliver the news to him..

He was silent when I told him, and I have immediately suggested that we can easily adopt kids in need for our care. 

He, word to word, said:

“ what do you think MY family and MY society would think and say about ME! Are you crazy?!  And in fact, why would you suggest that?!...”

“Ummm.. I guess you are too overwhelmed with work.. maybe we could talk about it later?”

“NO! Maya! We are DONE!”

“What do you mean we are done?! Why would you leave me in a matter of seconds after all of those years?! I get it.. you want your own kids, but, you could still adopt kids and consider them your own! Why does it have to do with what YOUR society and family think of it?! I thought you loved me.. but, I guess you were just using me to fulfill your own needs.. because if you truly did, that excuse would not be the end of this relationship..” 

He hung up without saying any further words. 

A month after a month.. I still could not overcome that shock. I could not believe he was THAT selfish. I kept thinking he will come back tomorrow.. but, he never did.. he even blocked me on all social medias. I even kept doing the tests again and again hoping that one of them would turn out the total opposite and that the rest was fake.. 

My whole life went back to when it started.. my life truly felt empty again.. I know, I know, I know.. he appeared to be using me. Because.. he knows that I have no other options and that I would give my ALL to him.. But! It helped me to go through it all.. and mainly, not feel lonely.

I had to keep my mind off it ALL.

I never succeeded in any type of relationships including friendships, so to get away.. I had to do it the bad way.

I remembered back in college there was that group who had the worst reputation, I contacted one of them and told her that I needed what they had no matter how much it would cost.. so I invited them to my place since it is obviously the safest place; my uncle would never ever bother to check up on me in my bedroom. 

They immediately came.. and if you cannot tell; I started using drugs.. a day after a day.. mornings and nights.. they even started inviting themselves over without even telling me before hand. 

The more the days pass, the more I have became addicted. I was in my deepest point of depression; I never had family, friends, lover, or anyone else. Even that group? We just never talked! We just get high and get along with our life.

I just wanted to feel loved.. I just wanted to feel safe.. I just wanted to feel valued.. I just wanted to be heard.. I just wanted to be considered.. i just wanted to be liked.. I just wanted to be treated as a normal human.. I just wanted to live just like any other teen and adult.. 

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Individualistic Rise: Chapter One

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Here is a recap of my childhood, when I was few months old my parents died in a car accident, and I’m their only child.. my parents have been together for so long but they were not prepared to take full responsibility of a tiny soul after all of their losses, and by that I mean.. losing every single member of their small families.

The only member left is my youngest uncle.. and that is how he narrated my childhood. 

My name is Maya,

I’m a 25 year old orphaned woman living with my uncle.. but not really. Although we live in the same apartment, I rarely see him. When I turned 12, he dropped all of his assigned duties that were basically taking care of me for his own sake.. but would we really blame him? 

He did not even graduate college when all of that has happened. I was stapled to him unawarely. I was not part of his plan of life, the one he did not get to enjoy much of.. because of me. In addition to that, no woman has accepted him when he brought up my subject.. it appears that no one wants to be in a relationship in a young age taking care of someone else’s daughter who is one to twelve years old as it is the most difficult phase, especially when almost turning into a teen. 

He was not really open with me about ANYTHING. So, I did not have much knowledge about him, nor my family. He used to always do everything for me silently.. like feeding me, helping me with homework, buying me clothes, and so on.. he just never wants to talk..

And of course 

I could not bare that lifestyle, as I’m a young child who is full of energy and want to talk about their day and their school drama and what they like and what they do not and to practice different hobbies, like arts and crafts and going for bicycle rides, after those joyful laughing moments when children proceed to try to learn how to ride it after falling so many times.. I just wished for days like these.. I wanted to be like any other child.. 

So I genuinely felt like there is a hole in me.. a piece of me was missing that was not fulfilled by a mother, father, brother, sister, cousin, friend, etc. I had no one.. until I met him..

I met Adam when I was 15, we have talked a lot constantly on a daily basis, then we became so close together. He is everything I needed and the joy of my whole life to the point I did not need anyone else.

During those years, we used to..

Help each other’s homework 

Study together 

Go out and have fun together 

Go on car rides together 

Learn how to drive together 

Watch movies together 

Feed each other 

Pour our hearts out to each other 

Be there for each other 

Listen to each other 

Cook for each other

Take care of each other 

Go shopping together 

Buy gifts for each other 

And much much more..

Now that I’m 25.. which is ten years later.. he decided, after he settled down with his job of being a lawyer, to take a step further and propose! And of course, I said yes with no hesitation, because I know for a fact that my uncle would be WAY more happier than me..

We got so excited and started planning our close and far future and he told me that he would not mind if we did not do any huge celebrations, it could be just the two of us.

But before jumping into the celebrations and plans we had to do what every couple is supposed to do before getting married.. which are the medical tests..

And apparently 

I have tested positive in infertility..

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