Hello,
I was born with autism, and all my life, it feels like I’ve been branded as a freak show. I’ve worked hard to understand people and recognize when someone might be trying to take advantage of me. But love makes you blind, doesn’t it?
About a year ago, I met this amazing woman who seemed to accept me for who I am. It started off wonderfully—she was loving, caring, and said she loved me more than anything. We talked a lot, our connection deepened, and I fell deeply in love with her.
After about four months, she began asking for help with money. At first, it was small things, like needing help to pay her rent. I’ve worked hard since I was young, and I had managed to save some money, so I thought, Of course, I’ll help her.
Things settled down after that, and it felt like everything was great. But soon, she came to me with another problem: “My mother is hurt and needs help.” Since she’s from another country, I asked if I could talk to her mother before sending any money. This made her very defensive, and she told me, “If you love me, you should trust me.”
That set off a red flag for me, and I said I couldn’t help without more information. She stormed out of my life, cutting all contact. The pain I felt when she left was unbearable—it felt like my heart was being ripped apart.
Eventually, I reached out to her. I told her I loved her and that I’d help her mother. So, I sent the money. Again, things calmed down, and everything seemed great for a few months.
Then she told me we should send my savings to her bank account in her country so we could start a new life together there. I was so in love that I didn’t even notice the red flag. I was thrilled that she was thinking about a future with me, so I sent her my money.
Later, she told me the construction company building our home needed more money. I told her I had no savings left, but she insisted I take out a loan, just as she had done. That was the first time I learned she had taken out a loan.
Still, I was afraid of losing her and the pain of being alone, so I took out a $20,000 loan and sent it to her.
Around December, she said she was going back to her home country to visit her family and check on the house. I was sad we wouldn’t spend Christmas or New Year’s together, but I understood. I asked if I could join her, but she said, “Not this time, my love. My parents are traditional and wouldn’t approve of me dating someone without marriage. After I talk to them, I can introduce you.”
I agreed. She left, and that was two months ago—the last time I spoke to her.
Now, here I sit, heartbroken, feeling like the dumbest man in the world and burdened with debt.
It’s hard for me to ask for help. I’ve worked hard to become independent and prove myself in a world that often sees people with autism as freaks. But I’m at a point where I don’t know what else to do.
If someone could find it in their heart to help me with this debt, I could start rebuilding my life. I don’t know if my heart will ever fully heal, and I’ve become incredibly wary of meeting new people. But with this financial burden lifted, I believe I could begin the journey toward real healing.
Thank you for reading my story and your help would be life changing for me.
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