I was with someone for three and a half years, first two years were bliss. I guess I was still living in fantasy world, I didn’t care until something in me snapped. He was Yoruba, I’m Igbo. I’m not sure how but I started acting weird subconsciously, mostly out of fear and worry. My dad already said he didn’t want any Yoruba man but that info came too late. Now he’s broken up with me because we became distant. I’m just going through excruciating pain. I really did love him. I really did. I should’ve fought for us 🙁Fear sucks