Dear Diary.

I still get so angry sometimes when I think about chutiya Dhruv.

Last year, when the harassment at home, work and online was at its peak, I met Dhruv Jain.

Little background, I usually don’t get close to guys because they always make it sexual.

I thought Dhruv is harmless and I trusted him.

So when I met him, I was happy to meet a friend because I was in enormous pain and heartbreak and I hadn’t met a friend in a very long time.

The only people I used to meet were men from dating apps who keep asking me to sleep with them.

I hugged Dhruv in the pub because I was overwhelmed with suicidal feeling and that pervert spoke about fingering me.

I didn’t get it at first because I’m slow. After I came back home I blocked him and I also remember shouting at him.

This was before the bier library incident.

After that when we got back in touch he told me he loved me that’s why he said that and apologized.

So I forgave him because I’m stupid.

Then the bier library thing happened.

Now I hate him to the core of my being.

He is so filthy and disgusting.

His face looks like the back of a baboon’s ass.

I considered him as a friend because I trusted him and thought he won’t be like other guys.

But his mind is filthy and disgusting just like his ugly disgusting face.

If I ever see him again, I’ll break his disgusting teeth.

Bloody motherfucker.