I met Naa last year in June through a friend. This happened right after I finished an orientation for my new job. She was working in her uncle’s shop at the time. It was her beauty that first struck me. The entire time I talked to her all I could think was, “This lady is stunning. And I am a single man. We can be friends and see how it goes.” I was overjoyed when she showed interest in being my friend.

We weren’t friends for long. Her vibe was too irresistible for any delays. I had fallen head over heels in love with her within a really short time. So we became lovers in no time. I didn’t mean to rush things but I felt utterly smitten. It felt as if a force bigger than me was orchestrating my every move.

We had an amazing relationship right from the beginning. I was by her side supporting her in every way she needed me to. I was happy to take care of her because why not? She was my woman. I did everything for her with the mind that I was building her to be the kind of woman I would be proud to call a wife. She didn’t complain. If anything, she was happy. At least that was what she made me believe. 

Things were great until she got admission to a nursing training institute. I was by her side through all the processes. If she needed money, I provided it. If she needed emotional support and motivation, I gave it to her.

I was never worried that her education would come between us. That was until everything changed a month ago. We had the worst misunderstanding in the history of our relationship. No, it wasn’t the first time we had gotten into a fight. We’d had our fair share of ups and downs but we always navigated our way through them. This though was very different.

It all began when I noticed her attitude and commitment toward me were fading. The kind of bond we shared was too intense for me not to notice the changes. I asked her, “Is everything okay with you?” She answered, “Yes, I am fine.” While her lips said she was fine, her actions proved otherwise. 

I became concerned. I started going through the motions in my head, wondering if I did anything to hurt or offend her. Nothing stood out to me. So I constantly asked her if we were fine. Each time she told me, “There is nothing wrong. You are overthinking things.” Meanwhile, her behaviour told another story of its own, that all was not well. 

When it became apparent that I was asking her too many questions she still didn’t open up to me. Rather, she became resentful, disrespectful, and bitter toward me. Half the time I didn’t know how to behave around her. Every little thing I did provoked her. 

If I called and dared ask, “How are you?” She would lash out angrily and throw all manner of insults my way. I tried to be patient with her at first but it reached a point where I couldn’t take her constant refusal to communicate like an adult. 

One evening, I called her and calmly asked if we could talk about her behavior. She told me, “It’s been a long day. I am too tired and sleepy to have this conversation.” While I was trying to get her to talk to me she said, “Hold on, I have another call coming in.” Before I could say, Jack Robinson, my girlfriend took the other call while we were not done talking.

When she finished the call she didn’t even bother to call me back. She ignored me entirely while I could see that she was busy online. I was the one who called her back. Could you believe she didn’t pick up? Every time I dialled her number, she cut the call. She did this repeatedly until I got annoyed. We fought on WhatsApp because of it. In the end, she blocked me.

Now this is where I have a problem. It’s been almost a month since that terrible fight. In this period, I’ve tried everything possible to make things right. I’ve apologized through her mum, her friends, and anyone close to her who might help bridge the gap. I’ve even traveled for hours on two separate occasions to apologize in person. But all I’ve gotten in return is more insults and disrespect. 

She now hides her active status on social media and blocks me at will. While she seems unaffected about what is going on between us, I am in a lot of pain. I am even in tears as I type this story. I am here wondering if my only mistake was asking her why our relationship had changed. Was I supposed to keep quiet and endure the changes even if it meant I was unhappy?

I am hurt that she is not giving me the same grace I have extended to her in the past. I have forgiven her all the times she made mistakes and offended me. I supported her through school. My generosity even reached her siblings and mother. I helped all of them and this is what I get? 

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I am asking myself if she was only with me for the benefits. Maybe she was loving and sweet when she wasn’t financially stable. But now that she no longer needs my money, she dropped the perfect girlfriend act. Why am I saying this? When I met her she didn’t even have a bank account. With my help, now she has an account with money in it. That’s because I set up a business for her. The business is doing so well that she has become financially stable.

She doesn’t need my money anymore so I am a joke to her now. She mocks my pain and laughs at how vulnerable I have become because of her. She’s out there enjoying life while I can’t eat, sleep, or concentrate on anything. I’ve pulled away from my loved ones so I don’t have anyone to talk to about my pain. I feel completely alone.

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I have gotten to a point where I have decided to do something drastic to her as payback for what she is doing to me. I know it’s a dark path I am taking but I don’t know what else I can do to make myself feel better. I am not going to take her life or destroy her beyond salvation. I just want her to experience the pain I am going through until I finally heal. 

I can’t believe I’ve reached this point, but the hurt is too heavy to carry alone. Nothing is stopping me from doing this. I only hope that when I am done, God forgives me.

— Sackey

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