When I was 18 I was a stereotypical socially awkward nerd.
I had really sh i t luck with women and I was afraid of each and every girl I came across. I was a virgin as well. I had only kissed a couple girls, not much other than that to be honest. My best friend, Liam, always got women. He always told me that talking to girls was easy and not scary at all, just don't be a scared little dog and do it. I always wished I had his confidence. I asked for help to get a girlfriend/someone to fu ck so I wouldn't be a virgin finally. He said he'd help me, I was so damn happy and scared at the same time.

So one day he decided to take me to a party he was going to. He was content on getting me laid finally. I was nervous asf. I had a few drinks and I saw a girl I thought was a solid 8/10. A little feral though. Liam saw me looking at her and laughed. I asked him what was funny and instead he pushed me into the same girl. I apologised and was freaking out. Liam came over and said "This here is my boy, he acts shy but he's a ♥♥♥ king god. Treat him right." and took off elsewhere. The girl giggled and told me her name was Olivia. Even thought my autism kicked in and I was a complete ♥♥♥♥♥ we hit it off. A guy she knew came over and told her to come have a smoke with him. She said yes as he grabbed her hand and started walking off. She asked me if I smoked, I have never but I said yes anyway cause I wasn't letting this dog take her away from me. I inhaled my first cigarette and naturally I had a coughing fit. They laughed but it was all good. 1 year after that party I was dating Olivia. She took my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and we hit it off. I started smoking more often because why not, life was good. I loved her more than I will anything.

At least it was until Olivia dumped me.
Olivia cheated on me with Liam. Multiple times. The love of my life and my best mate.
I became immensly depressed and started chain smoking. At least a pack a day. I did this for a solid 7 months. One day I started to feel a pain whenever I took a deep breath. I ♥♥♥♥♥ on myself.
I went to to doctor's to find out what was happening. I was so damn worried. My doctor said they'd call me with results after a short time.
After a week my doctor called me up with some results. I was freaking the fu ck out at this point. He said I was all clear and lucky because my cells defended my body before cancer could take affect. I cried for 3 days out of relief.

I beat cancer.
Just for A.V.A to give it back to me.