Love can really make one stupid and do the stupidest things. Really! I remember I fought my sister silly cos of this girl I really loved back then, she wouldn’t say good about her, she was always rude to her. I fought her and refused to talk to her for a very long time.
What is the most insane thing you’ve ever had to do because you loved someone?
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I am an overweight lady, who has fallen in love with a guy for the first time. So I did the best I could to impress him. I read somewhere about fasting for weight loss and I kept a water fast for 5 days straight. I started going to gym as well as swimming thinking it would also help. I got all the energy to do all this from him, I even took a sick leave from work on Thursday and Monday as I was exhausted after all this. Then came the D-day, he didn’t even said a word regarding my weight loss though I lost 4 kgs, however, I still remember earlier about some months ago, when I didn’t fall for him, he used to complement me for my recent weight loss. This time he didn’t say a word regarding it. Though I am happy that I broke the fast with him over a dinner without him knowing that I haven’t eaten for 5 days straight.
I am still confused whether the feeling of love or even liking between us is mutual or it’s just him being caring and kind hearted as he is with others.
So, my girlfriend was not sarisfied that I really loved her. She always asked me to prove to her that I loved her. And I didn’t know how to do that. Maybe it was my fault that I couldn’t make her believe, but she always nagged me about it and always asked for proof.
So, one day, out of sheer frustration, when she started nagging me about it, I said sarcastically, “Should I cut myself up so that you would be satisfied?” Now she took me at my word. And repeatedly asked me to cut myself for her sake, if I loved her. I didn’t want to do it. I don’t really like the idea of self mutilation. And it was a silly thing to do. Some teenagers do this kind of stuff. And I was not one, and neither was she.
We fought a lot over this. But she wouldn’t shut up about it. So as to make it all go away, I told her that I would do it. And now she wanted the proof that I really did it. First she wanted a video, but I told her sternly that all I could submit as the proof was a photo of my hand with the day’s newspaper so that she could be sure that it was me and not a photo from internet.
So I proceeded to do the act. I dipped the blade in antiseptic. Cleaned the area of my hand where I was to perform my incision with antiseptic. Then took the razor blade in my hand and cut a straight superficial line. I didn’t want to go much deep because it would have scarred a bit too much. So I gave a nice clean cut, and then went on to draw the first letter of her name. It would allay all her fears of doubt if she saw the first letter of her name. So few cuts later, I was bleeding minimally and the work was done. It wasn’t much painful either, and my hand didn’t shake so it was done very efficiently. I photographed my hand and send it to her.
And then, hence proved. For the time being.
It was just silly and the stupidest thing I had ever done.