Days passed by and my love for Michael was increasing more and more, however, one day Michael told me that he got a job, he wanted to see me in person, so that job was the main income that he had. Then is where my heaven started to become my journey on hell.

Michael was very busy because of his job, I was not angry at all after all it was for a good reason. Then, Michael told me that he decided to leave school after he wanted to work and have money. I highly encouraged him to not to leave school, but he already took that decision but I quickly realized that he was just informing me of his decision. He wasn't asking me if it was a good idea or not. That day I realized that he was changing...the next day he didn't text me, neither the following nor on that week. I thought that he was upset by the fact that I was not happy about his decision. Then, I realized that I was madly in love and that love truly makes you blind. I noticed that Michael had an addiction for alcohol and he was the one who told me that. He started to go partying 3 times in a week; he was starting to be rude and not paying me any attention. But I was there…just in case I found him in a good mood so I could enjoy some minutes with him. (There was the moment I should have realized that being in that way will cause me major problems).

Weeks passed by and Michael became very distant, to the point he was online and not even say hi or something, he just read my messages and that was all, I thought that maybe I did something wrong , I was trying to get the guy that I loved back to me…but I failed. One day he told me that he had almost all the money to go see me that he was very happy about it. I replied immediately, I was so happy that I almost cried, but I was not prepared for what was about to happen to me the next day.

The next day, everything was pretty normal, until I went to my messenger and tried to send a message to Michael… but I was blocked. I panicked, and tried to reach him on my personal account, you know the one I used to have before this whole situation and I was able to find his account, so I realized that he did that on purpose…I started to cry…madly, luckily I was alone at home so no one could hear such a pathetic crying. I tried to send him a message, but I knew that it would be useless.so, I never reached him. He just left me, with no explanation. I didn’t know why but he did…that day I could understood all the sad love song that I heard. Sadly, my bad day was about to get worst.

Later that day, my mom was looking at my stuff , you know , things that moms do and she read a letter that I had from a girl friend talking about being gay and everything. Born in a very religious family was not something that I selected, it just happened and to be gay in a religious family is one of the worst things parents can face.so my nightmare begun that day. Since mom became a widow 4 months before my “coming out” she was very sensible and those news were not exactly music to her ears. I was punished for 3 months without TV, internet and neighbor friends. I was literally obligated to be at home just breathing and doing the chores and that was all. It was very boring but I didn’t have any option.so, I was heartbroken and bored as hell…but later I knew that all motherfuckers come back like nothing already happened….