{"id":7748,"date":"2025-10-11T17:23:26","date_gmt":"2025-10-11T11:53:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rnalive.com\/?p=7748"},"modified":"2026-01-19T00:35:19","modified_gmt":"2026-01-18T19:05:19","slug":"literature-fight-for-my-dignity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rnalive.com\/?p=7748","title":{"rendered":"Literature – “Fight for My Dignity”"},"content":{"rendered":"
Fight for My Dignity\u00a0 <\/em><\/strong>\n\n-GARIMA (LUCKNOW)-<\/em><\/strong><\/pre>\n
So here\u2019s the story of my life.
\nI trusted.
\nI loved.
\nI got betrayed.
\nAnd now\u2026 it\u2019s a fight for my dignity.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t even care anymore if someone stands by me or not. This is my truth.<\/p>\n
I met a guy \u2014 not in some fancy way, just a simple meeting. He kept chasing me, wanting to talk, wanting to be around me. I tried ignoring it, but he didn\u2019t stop. Eventually, I gave in. We went for a chai date, and something in his eyes told me he was genuine. I don\u2019t know why, but I felt I could trust him.<\/p>\n
He started living with me soon after. I fought with my organization to help him get a job there. I thought I was doing something good \u2014 helping someone build a life. We made that small flat our home.<\/p>\n
One day, he told me he loved me. I remember telling him, \u201cDon\u2019t say that word unless you mean it.\u201d But he said it again \u2014 and I believed him. I always did.<\/p>\n
He said he would marry me. He said he wanted me \u2014 physically, emotionally, completely. I gave myself to him because I thought it was love. I thought it was forever.<\/p>\n
Then one day, I found a message from another girl. Something felt off. When I confronted him, he said she was just after him, that she was obsessed. He went on his knees, cried, apologized. I forgave him. Foolishly.<\/p>\n
He took me to meet his family in Uttarakhand. I met everyone \u2014 his mother, his relatives \u2014 they all welcomed me. They even called me pahadi bahu. I thought this was it. I thought I had found my family.<\/p>\n
He left his job later, and I supported him. Financially, emotionally, in every way. I became his backbone \u2014 but the same girl\u2019s messages appeared again. This time, he confessed. He had slept with her.<\/p>\n
I remember fainting that day. When I woke up, he told me it was just a dream, that I was overthinking. He took me to a psychiatrist, made me take medicines, said I was losing my mind. And like a fool, I believed him again.<\/p>\n
Later, he admitted it was true. He had cheated. Again. But I was already too broken to react. He promised he\u2019d change. He even gave me his name, his surname. Told me I was his everything.<\/p>\n
I told his mother everything too. She cried and said sorry. I told her not to worry \u2014 that I loved her son more than anything. That I forgave him.<\/p>\n
He made me meet his family again, even told his mother he wanted to marry me. I believed him \u2014 one last time.<\/p>\n
But then I found more texts. The same lies. The same betrayal. We fought. He promised me everything again \u2014 even a future. But that same future he destroyed when he made me lose our baby. He said, \u201cOnce the time is right, we\u2019ll have one again.\u201d But the time was never right for him.<\/p>\n
Then, one day, while I was asleep, he packed his bags and left. Just like that. No goodbye. No explanation.<\/p>\n
I ran like a mad person, trying to find him. I found him in Chattarpur. In front of the police, he wrote and signed a note saying he loved me, that he would marry me, that he wanted to stay with me. I believed him. Again.<\/p>\n
When I brought him back home, that\u2019s when I saw his real face. The one behind all those sweet words. He became violent. He hit me. He tortured me. Still, he\u2019d say, \u201cI love you.\u201d<\/p>\n
And then, one day, he did it again. Left me sleeping. Alone.<\/p>\n
That was the day I realized \u2014 I wasn\u2019t fighting for love anymore.
\nI was fighting for my dignity.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll never defame him. I\u2019ll never take revenge. Because I loved him \u2014 truly. Even when he destroyed me, I loved him.<\/p>\n
But now, this isn\u2019t about him.
\nIt\u2019s about me.<\/p>\n
I was once the girl who couldn\u2019t sleep without him.
\nWho couldn\u2019t breathe without him.
\nWho couldn\u2019t live without him.<\/p>\n
But now, I am the woman who survived him.<\/p>\n
He broke my heart, my mind, and my soul.
\nBut he couldn\u2019t take away my strength.<\/p>\n
Because this time, my fight isn\u2019t for love.
\nIt\u2019s for my dignity.<\/p>\n