Continued.

She was my first friend.

We were best friends since High school.

I just didn’t function without her.

We were really close.

I loved her a lot as my best friend.


That’s why when the conflict happened during engineering second semester exams.

I couldn’t handle it.

I broke.

I didn’t know how to speak.

I didn’t know how to explain what happened.

I didn’t know how to place words to my feelings.


I was tortured inhumanly.

I couldn’t understand what was happening.

I was forced to speak about masturbation.

When I had no idea what it was.

I didn’t even know the word for it.


In whatever English I knew back then.

I said to Dumbledore.

“Voldemort is speaking about me.

Why are people speaking to me that way?”

That was the crucial piece of the puzzle.


I was on the verge of dying for more than a decade.

I went through insurmountable pain and suffering.

I kept repeating the same question.

Again and again and again.

I couldn’t understand my story myself.


When Nikita Metha told me why at the end of 2022.

Everything clicked.

It took me 4 years to clear every single miniscule thing.

Please understand what’s happening at least now.