For seven and a half years, I lived in Australia, in search of a perfect man who would love me like I was the most special girl in the world. I had grown up watching romantic films in which the girl always finds her prince charming, and life becomes magical. With these desires in my heart, I set out to find the right guy.

When I arrived in Sydney, I was young and excited about life. I met a guy and we started dating after chatting on the phone. We shared our interests and hopes for the future, and we found ourselves spending more and more time together. As time passed by, I started to feel like I wanted more from our relationship.

I got married to him, even though I did not fully understand the true meaning of love. I had grown up with an idea of what love should be like, and I wanted to have a man who could protect me and be there for me through everything, through thick and thin. We got married in a court room, and I started living with him.

The first few months of our marriage were good, but soon I realized that I was not physically attracted to him. There was something wrong with him, and I was scared to make my move and break away from the relationship. I told myself that no one has a perfect fairy tale life, and I started looking for better things to do with my friends, like planning a holiday or going out to nightclubs.

Deep down, I knew that I was not happy. My husband would come home drunk every night, and there was no physical intimacy between us. He would yell and swear at me, making me feel emotionally and mentally drained. I was not happy physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually.

One day, while driving home from work, I burst into tears and started having a conversation with God. I cried and yelled, asking why I was living a lie and why I lacked the courage to end the relationship. As time passed, it was starting to feel too late, and I started sharing my problems with my friends and family. Some of my friends understood my situation and suggested ways to help me, but I lacked support from my family members.

One day, I met a guy online, and we started talking for hours on end. He did not know that I was already married, but we soon fell in love with each other. He was from overseas, and he decided to move to Sydney to be with me. I was happy and scared at the same time. I had lied to him about almost everything, but deep down, I had true feelings for him. I hoped for a life with him.

When he arrived in Sydney, we planned to meet. I was very scared at first, but I knew that I had to face him. We met in his hotel room, and he treated me like the best girl in the world. He made me talk to his mum on the phone, and I felt so special. My eyes filled with tears that day, and he loved me as if he was just seeing a girl for the very first time.

We started meeting more often, and suddenly one day, he asked me out for a dinner date. He took me to a restaurant, and I felt like a princess. I realized that I wanted to live a life like this, not the violent life I had been living with my husband.

As time passed, I decided to tell him the truth about my situation. I was scared, but I knew that I had to do it. He listened to my whole story with great interest, and after I finished, he hugged me tightly in his arms, held my hand, and said that he still loved me, no matter what. He proposed to me, and I decided to leave my husband and start a new life with him.

Finally, I started embracing my soul and found true happiness with the man of my dreams. Thank you, thank you, thank you!