Tales of a broken heart

Hi, I'm Tade (not my real name). I'm 20, a female and an introvert.

This is a story about how I found love and lost it.
My life became my worst nightmare when my favourite person died, my Dad.
I know it might seem  funny to you that my Dad is my favourite person, you might ask.... Why not my Mum?

Let's just say that she prefers my other siblings. I'm like the odd one and my Mum doesn't like that so I'm not her favourite.

After I lost my Father I felt pain like never before. No one noticed that I wasn't okay. I would constantly drift my mind away from whatever I was doing at the moment and think about what would have happened if I was able to save my Dad.
I believe that he was murdered, I seem to be the only one who sees it that way. I would always imagine everyday and I always had thoughts like "what if I kill the bastard that took him away from me?".

This went on for months. Every night I'll cry and try to be as quiet as possible so no one can hear me.
Soon, I felt this sudden urge to have a male figure in my life. I just thought that it would make me better and I would stop having dangerous thoughts .
Well that didn't turn out well...... It actually made things worse.

There's more to come on Tales of a broken heart, share and stay tuned for more. Thank you.

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