I've been going through a very rough time recently. It seems like every time you give your heart away to someone, you end up getting hurt.  Why is that? Here's my story in a nutshell: (I don't expect u to read it....I'm just writing it to vent to my beloved laptop :)

I moved here to the US by myself at a young age. I liked with extended relatives on the West Coast. I met this really awesome guy who lived on the East Coast a couple of years ago. I used to know him as a child, but I was 4 or 5 years old when his family moved away, so I don't even remember him existing! But, 2 years ago...fate brought us together. We randomly discovered each other on Facebook. For those of you who don't know what that is - it is a social networking website. Anyways, when we first added each other as friends, we didn't realize who the other person was. After a while, we hit it off really well and soon began chatting (IMing) on MSN. A couple months into our conversations, we started talking about our general backgrounds and sharing some personal info - such as hometown, age, religion, occupation, life experiences etc. 

Now let me tell ya - this is VERY unusual for me! I hardly ever add a random stranger as a 'friend', let alone chat with him and give personal info away. But somehow, this seemed right. It felt like we were two people that used to know each in a different universal dimension. Have you ever felt that way? Where you can just 'click' with someone right away and know exactly who they are and what they're like without really knowing them? This is exactly how I felt.

Anyways, as we were sharing such information, he realized who I was and started listing off my home address and parents' names! Well, needless to say, I was a little unnerved. I still didn't remember him so I had no clue how he knew exactly who my family was. Turns out, we used to live on the same street and since my mom is a teacher, she used to tutor him! I had to call up my mom (who lives in Pakistan) and ask her who this guy was and if she really knew him! Ha ha. She immediately remembered and said that he was her best friend's son, but they had lost contact for the past 15-20 years. She remembers tutoring him and his sister as a child, and asked me how I ran into him. I told her how I met him and how we went 2-3 months without really knowing who the other person was - until now. Thus began all our stories...and the rest is history.......

But about a year ago, I flew to his city to see him. By then, we were really digging each other and considering a stable future together. We were inseparable. Even when I was away on vacation half way across the world, the two of us would spend 5-6 hours talking on the phone daily! Both our parents knew where this was headed......

So when I came for a visit, I didn't have the heart to leave and he convinced me to stay. It felt good, until his family had to butt in. I soon discovered that his sister is one of those terrifying, manipulative B**ches that will raise hell if things don't turn out the way she wanted. To make a long story short....she vowed to make my life miserable because I was "coming in between her and her brother."  Well....she succeeded at that promise. Out of utter jealousy and fear of his parents ever approving our relationship (b/c they liked me but never approved her marriage 3 years ago), she finally created enough lies and manipulation to turn his parents against me. She was even afraid that his parents *might* give me something valuable someday if I become their daughter-in-law, but she wanted it all. I was blamed for situations I was never even there to even witness! Her and her idiot of a husband called me everything there is in the book and threatened my boyfriend to leave me. He says he has always known what she's like (he never had a high opinion of her, I guess), so he always defended me because he knew why she was doing it. He said she would happy if he never had a girlfriend or married anyone in life. At least that way, she'd never have to fear 'her future valuables' (jewelry etc) and neither would she need to fight for attention for being the only 'daughter' in the family.

So after months of avoiding conflicts, keeping my mouth shut, and ignoring their vulgar and crude remarks......I finally blew up at them one day. They actually dared to call my mother back home (who has multiple health problems now and remains very ill and frequently visits the hospital) and yell at her to express her digust towards me and our relationship. I did not expect her to stoop so low, and when my sick mother called me crying the day after she came home from the hospital...that was IT! I had had enough of their bullshit and I needed to put a stop to it then. The next time I saw her, I let it have it - hell visited earth that day and boy,were they all surprised at my anger. I guess they didn't think I could stand up to them, so they could keep trampling me with their feet. But for once, I didn't need to my boyfriend to defend me or to even keep my mouth shut. She in fact had said a lot of things about her own family including parents, and when they started defending her, I listed off every damn thing she had ever spoken about them! And they were stunned and speechless.......they had no idea she had been backstabbing them this whole time. And because I had proof for a lot of it - she was furious and had a hard time defending herself.

From that day on......I never saw them again. I completely shut them out. They disgusted me beyond belief and I never wanted to be around such low-class, filthy people ever again! My boyfriend would sometimes go there just to visit his 2 toddler nephews who he loved, but he would try to avoid any conversations with his family. However, they would start random fights with him about me and pressure him to leave me. It got to the point that it was creating so much havoc and anger, that it put undue stress on our relationship. Him and I would start fighting over the stupidest littlest things b/c of all the damn stress. We finally couldn't make it...........

Sad thing is.....we still love each other. But somehow, everything that happened last year...somehow changed us. We both snap at each other very quickly and I have very little patience or tolerance to put up with any kind of shit now - even from him.

Just a week or two ago, we started to talk about rebuilding our once-strong friendship and working on our issues to get back together someday, but I'm scared. What if they ruin it again? What if they never quit interfering until one of us is in our graves?

Any tips or advice? All my friends and family loved him - they still do - but they HATE his family. And so do I.......I don't know if I ever have it in me to forgive them someday. And if I want to live my life with someone - I need to learn to at least tolerate his family. But, I don't know if I can be so...fake. Why do people think that they have a right to interfere in other people's business, and ruin hearts and families? I don't get it. What kind of a world is this - where to make a quick buck, people will sell their morals, values, even their souls? Is there any humanity left in this world?

Now I either spend my days working longggg hours....or crying in my room. I moved to a new place for him...and now I have no one to lean on for support. He still tries to help me out...we're still good friend. But it's been hard on him too, so I don't want to cry to him and make him feel guilty. Is it possible to ever mend a broken relationship? How?