True Story of How I Lost My Love

What you're about to read sounds absurd, like a TV series, but it's what happened to me in recent weeks. I'm finally ready to talk about it. In fact, writing this will help me heal.

As you know, I met someone on jackd in late November. He's Canadian, but has family in Malaysia, and is on work visa. We bonded quickly. I didn't expect to like him, coz he wasn't entirely my type (but over time I find him so attractive LOL), but right from the start he was so sincere and honest, I really enjoyed our chats because he said intelligent things and had a sense of humor I understood (maybe it's because he's half Caucasian). You all know how I can be crazy and obsessive so we have had moments where I went overboard, but he always accepted me and thought I was being sweet haha. I've never enjoyed chatting so much with someone I met online. He doesn't have a phone number (no line or data) so we chat through WeChat when he has WiFi.

If you read the previous posts, you know he's a workaholic and travels outstation back to back, so we literally had no chance to meet. It's a small world, his cousin is actually a friend of mine. My guy was in Ipoh right after Singapore, and as soon as he returned from Ipoh he would fly to Australia the next morning. His birthday would be spent there, so I got him a gift. He was so excited and wanted it before he left, so the cousin did me a favor by dropping it at his uncle's house where my guy was staying. The gift box contained underwear (I handpicked dry-fit type, coz he complained M'sia was so hot and he was so sweaty), and a 2 page letter I wrote and placed in an envelope that said he could only open it on his birthday.   

When he was in Ipoh, he had WiFi. Our chats are usually around midnight so I haven't been sleeping a lot LOL. I was in panic when I found out he was only coming back on Thurs late late night (it ended up as 5am), and flying Fri early morning, coz I wanted to meet him before he left. He promised me he wouldn't die before we meet, coz I was worried as the Australia client place sounds dangerous (mining site). The night before he came back from Ipoh we had a little disagreement, it wasn't a fight, I just asked him if we will ever meet considering he's forever busy. I asked when he came back from Australia would he be sent elsewhere and the cycle repeats.... He said he didn't know his schedule yet and got really upset all of a sudden, coz I made him feel bad / guilty for working all the time...

Tuls knows I was crying and thought it was over, coz he left for Australia by leaving a very cold and short text. But 2 days later, he texted to report his whereabouts. Apparently, he went to the HQ first, then would take a private plane owned by the mining company to a more remote location to do his job with his colleagues. He had limited WiFi, so our contact has been minimal. One thing he did mention, was one of his colleagues that was sharing room with him was probably gay because he kept watching him as he undressed, and wanted to touch his abs several times. I was joking like, 'Oh, is he hot?', and my guy said he doesn't look at colleagues in that light haha. Also he told me he loved the underwear I got him :)

His birthday was on Monday, but because he was going out to celebrate with colleagues on Sunday night, so he texted me on Sunday morning. He asked if he could open the letter because he wanted me to celebrate with him FIRST, before anyone else. The letter was so touching, he was so happy and said he wanted to take things seriously with me when he came back to Malaysia. It also gave him an erection, so he sent me a pic. It was supposed to be pic of him in underwear I bought, but I got upgraded. Also, I sent him lots of my sexy pics before he left hahaha... supposed to be erm romantic, as he can look at them when he missed me.

At 12 midnight, I wished him an official Happy Birthday! No reply.... until 24 hours later, Monday night near midnight. He told me he had a very very bad birthday. He was raped by that gay colleague, and 2 other clients from the mining company. They were all at the bday celebration, one of them had spiked his drink. As the other colleagues left in another car, these 3 bastards promised to take my guy home. But they didn't. They took him to the office and stripped him, tearing the underwear I got him in the process. Those 3 men then took turns to fuck him raw for hours, the drugs basically made him immobile. He couldn't move / struggle or even scream / talk. He was fully aware, and could only watch and cry non-stop. When those men were satisfied, they left him naked, and bleeding in the office. The next morning, cleaners found him and called the client company. Basically lots of people saw him naked. He told me he spent Monday in the hospital taking many STD tests, his butt hurt like hell, and he went to the police station but the interrogation was bad because the cops were homophobic. Basically a very horrible day.

I tried my hardest to comfort him, but honestly I was in shock, and my body was shaking like crazy. He couldn't sleep because he kept reliving those images. I just told him to stay strong and focus on recovery. That was the last time I chatted with him. For days, there was no news, I eventually told the cousin, who found out his family knew because his uncle (who works with him) told the family. My guy tried to commit suicide when he found out the investigation seemed to side with those bastards, somehow it's all dark and shady, they came out with various tricks to say the sex was consensual. Basically, they had plan everything well, the drug was not traceable, and the local authorities seemed to be on their side. I suspect foul play.      

It's a lot to take in. Imagined being brutally assaulted and violated, then told it was your own fault because you were flirting around. This was bullshit because my guy is so proper, he doesn't go for casual sex. He didn't even want to have sex with me until we were official, so I know there's no way he would have done it with those 3. Besides, my guy is a pure Top. And who lets himself to be fucked until his ass bleed like that? I found out the cops took his phone on Tuesday, which explains the no reply, and cops found nude pics of him and "other identified male" in the phone. Lawyers were getting involved, and we know how they can twist and turn things in their favor. Basically nude pics don't paint a good character. You know what I mean.

My guy went from bad to worse. After the suicide attempt, he was very violent, to the point they had to sedate him. His parents went over, they knew about me already because cousin talked to them. My guy was violent and didn't want to see anyone. By Friday, I learned that he stopped fighting. He was now lying in bed, eyes not focused, not responding to anyone or anything. His parents were heart broken obviously, not even the mention of anyone's name (including mine) got a reaction from him. He was lost in his own mind........... PTSD is highly complex, you never really know how an individual will react to a trauma... I have been so affected as well, stressing and worrying all the time, no appetite to eat, losing weight, crying every day... I told some friends, but eventually told my sisters and mum. Yup, I came out. Thank god they are cool with it, and so supportive!! I really needed the support, otherwise I would have gone crazy or killed myself.

I bothered the cousin every day for updates, and didn't hear anything until this morning. His condition hasn't improved, still not responding, not talking, not eating/drinking. He had lost a tremendous amount of weight. Parents decided to bring him back to Canada, which I agree is the best thing for now. He needs to be with his family. I have been praying every single day, hoping he will get through this ordeal, but I fear for the worse. Also filled with rage that those 3 rapists can walk away. I don't know details about the case because I was getting 3rd hand info. But I believe in karma, I know they will get what they deserve some day. Also, I know there's a special place in hell reserved for rapists and sexual predators, so I take comfort in knowing they are going to suffer for eternity in due time...

As for me, I think it is just unfortunate that our relationship began when something so horrible happened. Like really bad luck. Don't get me wrong, I don't regret knowing him at all, meeting him is the highlight of my 2014. It's not our faults even though we have suffered great pain lately caused by horrible people. It's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all right? I've never experienced such heartache and cried so much in my life. Before I met him, I was happy being single, but lonely deep down. I didn't think I would ever meet someone worth loving who loves me back. It felt so right, so naturally. So I thank him for showing me love, and teaching me that I'm capable of love.

I feel extremely sorry for him and his family, he is so genuine and pure, I still can't believe something like this could happen. Makes me sick to know that there are such horrible scum bags living in this world. In order for me to not break down into pieces, I gotta be strong and move on with my life now, healing takes a lot of time.... I will continue to pray for my love, and he will always have a special place in my heart.

XOXO
I appreciate everyone who has supported me!!