My name is Diana (can't use my real name).
I'm from a town where everything belongs to our parents, where there is no personal space for us. Where we can't say anything to our parents like our opinions on marriage or study or life.
In my 10th grade, I had my first affair. That was almost 2 months and that relationship almost broke me down. I don't know what happened, but at that time I can't say anything to my parents, that I love him, I want to marry him, or anything like that.