Last July, I suffered a heartbreak when my beloved girlfriend suddenly left me a message saying we were through and then ghosted me. Despite several attempts to reach out to her, it was to no avail, and I got no positive response. I felt really down and neglected myself. My health deteriorated, and I became uninterested in everything, which made the people around me worry about my well-being. They did everything they could to lift my spirits—arranging dinners where I could vent my problems, cracking jokes to make me smile or laugh, and some even offered to manage my game account for me. In September, the game I’m playing had a collaboration with McDonald's US from September 17-29, 2024, where ordering certain meals through their app would get you the first in-game red wings. I was really excited about it and asked a few friends for help, but we initially ran into issues since the promotion wasn’t available in all US states, and there were many problems with its mechanics. One of
When you love someone, you really do change for that person. I came to realize this recently after she broke up with me and ghosted me for an unknown reason. All this time, people were scared to cross me in any way because of fear. I grew up to be a revengeful person, and when someone did something bad to me, I didn’t just get even, I made them regret it tenfold. But this time, I don’t know why, I seem to have lost my edge. Now, looking back, I’ve noticed that I’ve changed a lot for one person, and here are some of those changes: I stopped attending open photoshoots in the late third quarter of 2018 because there were lots of girls there, and I didn’t want her to feel jealous, as she once told me she could easily get jealous. Even though I reassured her that she was the only one for me and that she didn’t need to worry, I still made the change for her. I didn’t let her know that I had made this change. At the beginning, I stopped using foul language when talking to her. Little did