" On point realisation. Typical case of victim blaming and victim shaming. Like even our existence is enough for them to hold us accountable for those perversions."
" So the first person with whom I opened up about with so much courage, went in vain."
" I understand what you are intending to say.
Then what happened? Did you share it with anyone else? And how was their response?"
" I don't remember the exact sequence but I have shared it with couple of people, my then classmate, my then Physics teacher; who actually understood me and gave me advice like why I didn't break his hand when he brought it to my side, which was so comforting and validating and he also asked me if he was someone I already knew and was afraid to reveal so which again was so reassuring from his side. Then I shared it with one more of my then classmate. Later on I have shared it with all the boyfriends I had later on and also to one auxiliary boyfriend."
" AUXILIARY BOYFRIEND?? What do you mean by that?"
" So after this whole bus thing happened, my school vacation was going on and I was preparing for college admission and had my first personal phone handed to me, obviously a used one but I couldn't care less. So with that phone I started searching for good government colleges suited for my bachelor's and slowly I started discovering new applications on phone, which first included YouTube, then I also made an account on Facebook. Here I came across that person, my so called first boyfriend, through his friend request which he sent as we had one mutual friend."
" Okay...then?"
" Then we started chatting on Facebook and even before a day ended or maybe two, he asked for my phone number to chat on WhatsApp, and as naive me being me I did share. We then regularly started chatting on WhatsApp. Sometimes we did voice calls, which again became a regular habit of ours. Daily in the evening we would talk on calls for an hour or more. And also along with Facebook, I started using Instagram after a short while. And on Instagram I got a friend request of a person. And with him I used to chat on Instagram. This became a habit too. So there are two people currently one from Facebook and on from Instagram and I was having great time chatting with both. I was really happy as I thought I made new friends. Then that facebook person told me about his ex that she is the mutual friend on Facebook and they were in a relationship back in school and he loved her so much and he can't love as much to anyone else ever. I was like ok and didn't care much. And out of nowhere one day he said he loves me.