I have been in a relationship with my man for over nine years now. In our seventh year together, I discovered some unpleasant things about him that pushed me to end the relationship. He was cheating on me with another woman. I didn’t want to share my man so the only thing to do was to walk away.

He didn’t let me leave. As soon as I broke up with him he was at my doorstep with his mother. The two of them apologized for what he did. I considered the respect I had for his mother and let go of the issue.

He tried to cover his tracks after that but I was calculated too. With much persistence, I found out in the eighth year that he was sleeping with other women. All types of women from all walks of life. The youngest is twenty years old.

I confronted him and he didn’t deny it. He said, “With all honesty, women are my weakness. I can promise I will stop but I would be lying. So don’t bother yourself about it. No matter what, I will always come back to you and we will definitely get married.” That was supposed to be my consolation prize; marriage.

I didn’t take it lightly, but I also loved him too much to walk away. It felt like I would be abandoning him to his fate. At the end of a long and reflective day, I decided to stay and pray for him, with the hope that he would change his ways.

Along the line, I got into a financial bind. I didn’t have a lot to live on. It was easier and more affordable for me to move in with him. So I did just that. This guy and his family put me through hell. And it was because of his womanizing ways.

Whenever he messed up and I complained, his parents would say it was my fault. They treated me as if my feelings didn’t matter. Meanwhile, I was good to these people. I dated their son for nine years when he had nothing. I provided financially for his needs and it extended to his family too. I was by his side till he found his feet.

God being so good, I didn’t have to put up with their maltreatment for long. I got a good job in another region. I took the offer and moved to start work.

Barely three weeks after I left, this guy brought the young girl to where we live. I found out when the girl made a video of herself at our place and posted it on social media. I showed the video to him and asked, “What’s going on?” “Why are you surprised? I already told you my problem. I know what I am doing is wrong but I will end up with you,” he answered.

Almost all the things in his room belong to me. So I considered moving everything out and ending the relationship for good this time. However, I feel I am the only one in his life who is willing to help him through prayers.

I consulted a man of God about his lifestyle, and he said it’s a spiritual marriage to a close relative. The prophet said he can’t get married if God doesn’t intervene. He then warned me, “Be careful with the way you are fighting for him. If you don’t take care you will die before your time.”

I don’t know if I should keep fighting for him or let him go. He is not even availing himself to be helped. Meanwhile,  I have a lot of suitors coming my way with a lot of proposals. What do I do? I am so confused.

– Millicent