I met Kwesi four years ago when I was in a very bad place. I needed someone and he became that person. He was always there for me when I was down. If I needed to cry, his shoulders were my tissues. At a point, I felt our relationship was moving too fast but I was too wrapped up in his comforting arms to slow things down.

As time went on we started having problems. Which is normal in most human relationships. However, Kwesi’s way of dealing with conflict was something else. He would shout at me and insult me miserably. On days he wanted to hurt me the most he would list all the things he had done for me. He would start with, “Don’t bite the hand that once fed you. Or have you forgotten so soon that when you were sick, I was the one who came to you at the hospital? I paid for your medication. Don’t you remember?” From there he would go on and point out all the times he showed up for me.

Because of his verbal and emotional abuse, our relationship became on and off. One moment, we are happy. And the next moment, we are not talking to each other. One strange thing that happened was, every time we got into a fight I would receive messages from an anonymous number. I tried to identify the sender of the messages several times but I didn’t succeed.

This person would just text me insults unprovoked. One time they said, “No man will ever love you. Any man who comes to you would only want your body.” I was so hurt that a complete stranger would target me like this. Another time this person texted me, “I want to remind you that you are ugly and a nobody. You don’t mean anything to anyone.” I showed these messages to Kwesi but he said he knew nothing about them.

Somewhere in November 2019, I was on my way to do a friend’s makeup for her baby’s christening when I received a message from a completely different number. This person sent me Kwesi’s wedding photos with the caption, “Kwesi said to let you know that he is married to a beautiful rich doctor. You are nothing to him.” I just responded, “Tell him congratulations.”

Whoever sent the message wasn’t pleased with my response. I think I didn’t give them the reaction they wanted. So they texted me a lot of insults. I didn’t dignify their actions with a response. Although I appeared as if I didn’t care, I was very shocked that Kwesi had gone to marry another woman while we were still together. I had to pull myself together so I don’t mess up my friend’s makeup.

When I got home at the end of the day, I saw that the person deleted the messages. Regardless, I broke down and cried my heart out. It wasn’t easy to get over everything that happened but I did.

In December 2021, the unfortunate happened. I lost my dear mother. I don’t know how he found out but he reached out to me in my moment of grief. He offered me his condolences. After that, I asked why he had to break the news of his marriage to me through someone. He replied, “Oh those pictures? They are not real. I did a photoshoot for Citi Bridal Fair in 2019. That’s what you received as a prank. But you took it seriously and ended things with me. I was so heartbroken that would think I’d ever do something like that.”

He went to say, “Anyway, let’s put the past behind us. I want us to look forward to the future. I know this is a bad time but I still love you. Give me another chance.” In my moment of vulnerability, my silly self believed him and decided to try again.

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I went to this guy’s place but there were no signs that he lived with a woman. Absolutely nothing. We talked about our relationship and he brought up the topic of marriage. I was so excited that I told my pastor about it. Usually, he would pray with me but for the first time, he asked me to go pray about it myself. I prayed and had a dream that night about my mum. She told me not to bring Kwesi anywhere near her.

When I woke up, I typed his name on Facebook. The first picture that popped up was the same wedding picture that was sent to me in 2019. Luckily, the lady was tagged in the photo so I went to her page. Lo and behold, he was married but the lady lived outside the country.

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I saved the lady’s pictures and sent them to him asking who she was. That was the last I heard from him. He just crawled back into whatever hole he came out of. Out of anger, I cursed him. I asked the spirit of my late mom and his late mom to come together and deal with him for making me feel like I am just a toy he could play with when he is bored. However, that’s not enough. I want to hurt him further.

Kwesi, one of these days I’ll put a padlock together so that you will run mad in the streets of Accra. Then I will come and take a picture of you as a consolation for the pain you caused me. I’ve had my phone alarm on 11: 55 PM for almost a year now. I’m supposed to lock the padlock exactly at midnight. I know I’ll never get the closure that am looking for from you, but one of these days, you will get what is coming to you.

—Athena 

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