Our relationship evolved at a great deal during one single month and we became so close to each other that was simply impossible to be ever divided. When my parents found out about our relationship, both of us suffered a lot: they did not allow me to see him anymore, they took my cell phone, they called the police, they took me to a psychiatrist, they considered me mentally ill and so on. They did everything that was humanly possible to keep me away from Fabian and when things became unbearable, I ran away from home. Police found me after two hours and my father beat me severely for “causing him worries”. I was not allowed to go out from the house, they took me to the forensic institute in order to check if I was still a “flower” and they did not allow me to talk to Fabian.
My parents took me to another psychiatric hospital, which was located in the mountains, at approximately 98 kilometers from the city we lived in. That hospital was actually a child placement center and there were only children who were suffering of mental diseases – I was not ill, though. They let me there – without food or other objects I needed. I was able to talk to Fabian however because of the nice and kind nurses from that place. After 2 weeks, I came back to my hometown.
My relationship with Fabian has become more and more intense and we plan on getting married. This experience was one of the most adventurous ones – I found out people's real nature and, the most important thing, I found out what is real love, the love where both the woman and the man sacrifice themselves, the love which is stronger that everything else, the love that cannot be influenced by other people.