My Boyfriend Believes I Use His Sperms For Rituals

I got pregnant for him and he asked me to get rid of it and I did. From there, I told him I won’t have shuperu with him again without protection and he agreed. He got a pack of condoms and kept them in my room and in his room so at every point in time when we needed them he could reach out to them easily.

We have been very faithful to this arrangement until I went to his place one day and he decided to go raw. I protested. He insisted. I resisted. He told me his pack was finished and he couldn’t go out to get some. No matter how hard he tried I didn’t agree.

The following day, he came to my place and we did and he left. About thirty minutes later, he came knocking on my door. When he entered he asked, “Where’s the the condom I used?” I answered, “I’ve flushed it down the toilet.” He went into the washroom and searched the bins. He came back to ask why I flushed it and I answered, “But that’s how I always treat them? Why are you asking so many questions this time around?

He left without answering my question but he changed. He wasn’t calling me. He wasn’t answering my calls like he used to. Everything was off for me. I asked why and he told me, “You still haven’t told me what happened to the used latex that day. I’m concerned because I know how far you women can go these days”

I felt attacked. He was accusing me of something I’d never even dreamed of. “What do you mean? Do you think I lied to you when I said I’d flushed it down the toilet? What do I need that for? And is it the first time this is happening?” He answered nasally, “I won’t be surprised it’s the reason my finances have been suffering these days. I should know what you use them for and your sudden insistence on its use.”

I got angry and used words I shouldn’t have used on a guy I call a boyfriend but if a boyfriend behaves stupidly, is it not right for me to call him stupid? I realized my mistake and immediately apologized for it. He’s not taking it lightly. We’ve gone a couple of weeks without talking to each other.

I make an attempt to talk and he brushes me aside. I want to move on without looking back but I feel I need some closure. What was he thinking? That I used his waste for a ritual? Was he blaming his poverty on me? I sent him these questions and his answer was, “Leave my life alone.”

I’m walking away but he shouldn’t dare come again, else, it’s his soul I will use for money ritual. 

—Franca