How do I fix things when I can't even speak up?
My parents spent everything—savings, sold grandma’s gold, the works—on my wedding. It was like a big fat Malayali dream, you know? Lots of photos, guests from everywhere, even flew uncles from Cochin. And now I’m here in Dubai, married to a man I barely know, and honestly… I don’t feel anything. Not love, not hate. Just stuck. I can’t tell anyone how I feel because I keep seeing my mom’s face when she said, 'We gave everything for this match, beta. Make it work.' And I get it. They did it out of love. But what about me? I think I might be gay, or maybe I just don’t want this kind of life. But saying that feels like spitting on their sacrifices. He’s not a bad guy. Just… not mine. And I feel so alone. Like, how do I even start talking about this without breaking them? I can’t sleep. I cry in the bathroom so no one hears. I just want to breathe. Actually, I don’t even know what I’m asking. Maybe just… how do you choose yourself when everyone else already paid the price?