“Part of it was that I was simply lovesick. She was also dropping the pounds – plunging form 19st to 11 st. I even bought my own birthday cake.”īetween her trips to see Sakir, Karen worked six days a week in a hotel and saved every penny for her time with him. “The only thing Sakir ever bought me was a souvenir cup for my 40th birthday. We were planning a life together so it seemed natural for us to share what money we had. “Looking back, I know that I was a fool, but I was in love. Sakir was a shopaholic and I bought him shoes, clothes a new phone and a bike. Karen says: “I paid for everything – flights, hotels and all our spending money. They holidayed around Europe, backpacking around the Baltics and Macedonia. Their relationship continued and intensified, with Karen flying out to see Sakir every couple of months. “We talked on the phone for ages he’d even pass the phone to his mum, even though we couldn’t understand a word each other said.” “He sent me little love notes signed Spartacus or Emre – his nicknames. He messaged me constantly and sent cards, telling me how much he missed me. I really thought it would fizzle out – but I heard from him almost every day. “When it was time for me to fly home, he was in tears, making me promise to stay in touch and visit him again soon.
“I was a very big lady and I did think ‘why the hell does he want me?’ But Sakir made me feel sexy and confident. “Looking back, I was very vulnerable so soon after my mum’s death. Karen says: “Sakir was 12 years younger than me but I really fell for him.
She met Sakir, then 26, working on a jeep safari and, as they chatted late into the evening, the two clicked immediately. She says: “I had never been to Turkey before, but I wanted a new experience, somewhere without any memories, to take my mind off things.” She had also just come out of a long-term relationship. Her mum had died unexpectedly, that March, and she booked the holiday, with a girlfriend, to help her through her grief. Hotel worker Karen first met Sakir in September 2012 on a last-minute holiday to Icmeler, in south-west Turkey. The only good thing to come out of it was losing 8st and dropping 10 dress sizes.” “When I saw the other woman’s Facebook page, there was a photo of her wrapped around Sakir – and he was wearing a shirt that I had bought for him.Īnd it turned out he had even sent her postcards when he was on holiday with me. Sakir was my whole world,” says 40-year-old Karen. Karen in Turkey before her drastic weight lossīut Karen’s happiness came crashing down when she discovered through Facebook that the love rat had been cheating on her with another woman and ended their engagement.
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