2 years ago, I fell in love. Falling is the perfect term to describe my situation because I fell in my worst nightmare, I fell into what I thought was love but what actually happened to be the beginning of my mental destruction. I thought it was love, until I realised it was actually an addiction. An addiction to the person I thought I loved, an addiction that he created, an addiction to a trap that I fell into day after day, making me feel as if I would never manage to get out. So here is my story.