Since I met my ex, she always avoided showing up on video calls, saying her hair was messy. Later, she revealed that she had autism. Our conversations were mostly one-sided, and whenever we planned to meet, she often canceled — like the time she said she had hurt her leg.

She told me her ex had abandoned her, that she had been replaced by another guy, and she used to say I treated her differently after learning about her autism. When I got mugged and almost lost her number, I noticed she was indifferent, saying she wouldn’t text me unless I messaged her first.

She often talked about her cats and got really upset when a cousin mentioned that she used to drink with her ex. When I invited her to the movies, she refused at first, saying she was too shy, but later accepted. After the date — where we kissed and spent the afternoon together — she started pulling away again. She would hide her phone from me and only gave me her Instagram after we broke up.

There was a time when her sister dropped her off at my place, and I commented that she didn’t go out with me because she was "being difficult" — she got really mad. Another time, while we were playing a game, I criticized it and she stopped playing. Despite some good moments, like when she gave me chocolate, right after that she would talk about breaking up.

She invited me to a party, later said she wasn’t going anymore, and in the end changed her mind. I asked if I could arrive earlier, but she made it clear I should only arrive at 6 PM. When I got there earlier, her sister saw me on the street and asked me to come up. At the party, she introduced me as her boyfriend, but at some point randomly joked, “Let’s download an app to find you a hot girl.”

After that, we argued, I broke up with her, she cried and blocked me. Later, she sent me a message saying she missed me. We started talking again, but I ended up finding her on a dating app. When I confronted her, she said she was looking for a friend’s ex.

Even so, I told her I loved her. She invited me to her mother’s birthday, but I didn’t go. Her mom later called asking if I loved her, and even invited me over for coffee. When we talked again, she told me her dad was mad at me. I felt bad, vented online, and she saw it. She told me I had lied and used her, that she only acted the way she did because she was insecure and autistic, said she had prayed for me every day, and then blocked me for good.