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I came here with a story about dating a serial womanizer and called him out for everyone to see. After I finished sharing the story, fear and guilt gripped me so tightly that I went to confess to him myself. And now I am here, trying to do damage control.

He is so hurt, and I am equally hurt and ashamed of myself. I am currently in a relationship with him. He is a good man, an amazing man in fact, but this same man can tell lies for all of Ghana, and he likes women more than I can ever imagine.

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I thought disguising myself to bring up such a story would help him stay away from his womanizing side. I thought his other ladies would run from him after seeing it. But I have messed up instead.

I am only a broken woman who, out of frustration, wanted to have my way with him. I am so sorry for this huge disgrace I have brought upon him.

Yes, I lied about every single word in that story I put out there. I only wanted him to feel the pain I am going through now.

He is not who I described him to be. He is a good man, but my frustrations led me on. I only cooked up the story because I have been through hell in his hands.

We were set to get married, but I do not think it will work anymore. I am currently pregnant, and I feel what I am seeing and getting from him is too much for me to bear. Maybe it is the hormones or the pressure from the pregnancy.

He is not married to me, so I guess I have no right to question who he goes to. But I have carried three pregnancies for him. I lost one in labour and miscarried the other, all for us. But this man seems not to understand this. The pain, the torture going on in my head. He still goes out to propose marriage to others while I go through all this pain. It was a plan we both agreed on, but anytime I take seed, he turns into someone different from the man I know, and I wish I never met him.

He thinks giving me money and calling me is enough to keep me stable emotionally. The shame I carry is heavy.

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I have so many thoughts, and I think I led myself into this mess. I regret it, but at least he has gotten a fair share of the shame he has left me in.

But I am sorry for what I did, and I am truly sorry for putting the platform in such an uncomfortable position.

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