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I offer my services to anyone in need of assistance while writing an email, but I have strict policies against catfishing, for obvious reasons. Some people are offended by the name, but I think it's cheeky and smart. That business slowly grew, and today I'm the founder and CEO of Mail-Order Bride. After all, my excellent email-writing skills got me into this mess, so they had to get me out of it. So I did what I had to, and started a service for people who were bad at writing romantic emails. But I needed money, of course, especially for my therapist. There were days when I'd be weak and want to return to Raj - after all, I'd been in love with him practically since I was a foetus - but I learnt to deal with those cravings.īecause of my, um, complicated love life, I'd also completely ignored my career, and no one wanted to hire someone who, on some days, couldn't even remember what she studied in college. My doctor helped me tremendously, especially with the nightmares where I would dream that I was being stabbed in a church by someone singing the ' Jaane Dil Mein Kab Se Hai Tu' tune. It took me a while to find a therapist who did not laugh at my situation, but once I did, I did not miss a single session. She was surprisingly chill about it, but obvi we are not BFFs anymore. I told him to go fuck himself, and went to find Tina for some good old atonement.
Raj threw a fit, because in his head he is literally God's gift to womankind. I walked out of that marriage with whatever dignity I had left. I realised that not only did I need to chill the fuck out, but also Raj is a fuckboy who does not deserve either me or Tina. I started remembering everything that was wrong with Raj - his creepy obsession with Tina's looks, his emotional abuse after I refused to marry him, his insistence that I get married to someone the same day as him and Tina. The day after the wedding, I came to my senses. It's insane, I know that now, but then I was like ' yeh bhagwan ka ishara hai.' I'm sure even bhagwan was laughing at me. I've grown up on Bollywood movies, so the fact that there was sindoor on my head was enough to make me believe that I was already married. I should have told my parents I needed some time to process what was happening, to apologise to Tina for this colossal betrayal, but that sindoor had me shook. I know I should have just taken a breath to think about what was happening, but before I knew it, Raj and I were taking saat pheras, and you know how binding they are. Within seconds of Raj accidentally spilling some sindoor on my head, Tina was giving a heartfelt speech about not being alone while looking super lonely, and Rohan was telling me it's cool that we're not getting married because he just gained three good friends. Source: sourceĪs you know, Tina found out that Raj and I were in love with each other on the day of our mass wedding. It took years of therapy for me to come to terms with what I did, but today, 15 years later, I'm finally in a good place, and I can talk about what happened after my wedding to the biggest fuckboy I've ever known. I catfished a man for 15 years, was in love with my best friend's fiance but didn't tell her, and ultimately ditched my own fiance on our wedding day to marry said catfished man.