Lessons Learned from My Situationship with Diabel – Part 1: The First Synchronicity
I promised myself I would share the lessons learned from my situationship with Diabel in Tyhani. At first, I thought I’d record the stories, but as I started writing them down, I realized this format suits me better. When I write, I remember more details—things I hadn’t noticed or didn’t want to acknowledge while I was in the middle of it all.
Looking back, I can see how my guardian angel was trying to spare me heartache. I could have avoided so many tears, yet I also know that some of the emotions I felt with Diabel were frozen emotions from my past—things I’ve carried since my first relationships, starting when I was about 11 or 12 years old.
I’ve had many boyfriends over the years. I was always considered a pretty girl, the one many boys liked, but I was often too shy to be with most of them. At the same time, I’d develop deep crushes that could last for years. I always believed that sex should be something sacred, shared only with a soulmate. I’ve felt his presence my entire life, as if we’ve reincarnated together.
My last sexual encounter before Diabel was at Christmas 2023 with a very special friend. I had been in love with him for ten years, and we were officially together from 2013 to 2016. After we broke up, we became friends with benefits from 2019 until 2023. He never wanted anything serious with me, and I’ve accepted and respected that—we remain great friends to this day. But being in love with someone for a decade without that love fully reciprocated left me vulnerable. It made me afraid of intimacy, afraid of having sex with anyone else.
That was until I met Steven and Diabel in Tyhani. Both of them wanted me sexually. Steven approached it under the pretext of a Tantra healing, claiming he sensed a block in my lower chakras that prevented me from experiencing amazing sex. But I wasn’t feeling a sexual connection with him. Instead, I chose Diabel to “finish my Tantra therapy.” It was supposed to be casual—nothing serious—just a situationship that would last throughout the art camps we were both attending in the summer of 2025.
But silly me, I forgot that I don’t know how to have casual sex. I fell in love.
Diabel isn’t to be blamed; we were both clear from the start that we didn’t want a relationship. I know how painful relationships can be, and I didn’t want another emotional rollercoaster. But the signs were already there, and I ignored them.
The first sign came on the day we left Tyhani Art Camp. Diabel lied to me for the first time, and I felt it. He told me that after we arrived in Budapest, he’d spend the night with some friends he’d made plans with before meeting me. I didn’t have a problem with that—except deep down I knew he was going to see a woman he’d been emotionally involved with in Bali.
What he didn’t realize was that he’d already mentioned her the day we met, before we ever slept together. He had plans to meet her, and he was emotionally invested in her. When he made up the story about “meeting friends,” I felt it in my gut. That was the first synchronicity: his name, started to rhyme in my head with the Polish word for “devil “ Diabel. And then, as if the universe wanted to make it clear, I saw a mural of the devil on our way out of Tyhani. Two signs that something was off.
Still, I went to Budapest with him. We separated for the night as planned—after the meeting, he admitted he’d gone to see her and that they’d broken up. But when he returned later that evening, he came bearing gifts from her. It only clicked for me recently: if they had truly broken up, he wouldn’t have brought me gifts from her.
That was the first time he slept with another woman during our situationship. When he came back, his energy was already fragmented—he wasn’t fully present anymore. And that’s when the lies and sleeping around began.
As I arrived at the hotel, the second sign of devil synchronicity appeared: I opened the windows in our room and saw two devil sculptures on the building across the street. That evening, I spent time with two girls from Australia, Avril and Marley. Avril is the second woman he slept with—but let’s save that story for part two.
This was the first synchronicity—the devil sign—and my first warning.
(Part 1)
