When she was here in Ghana and we were dating, I gave her a monthly allowance. She was not working and had bills to pay. I loved her and loved her potential. She was a graduate, so I knew one day she would land a well-paying job and all our problems would be over.

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For a whole year, she didn’t have a job and was struggling. One day she told me she had won a scholarship abroad and would do everything within her power to travel and pursue her master’s. I supported her to raise the money. Her family put money together, but I also contributed my widow’s mite and later bought her some of the things she needed to travel with.

In September 2025, she traveled to the UK. In October last year, she sent me a message asking for her monthly allowance because she hadn’t gotten a job. In Ghana, I was giving her GHC500 monthly. When life was good, I gave her a little more.

I asked her, “What would GHC500 do for you in the UK?” She answered, “No amount is too small to do something here, so you just send it.”

So from September last year, I’ve been sending her money every month. Sometimes £30. When life is good, I send £40. I’m not rich, ooo. I’m doing all that in the mighty name of love. Even when I have nothing on me, I save that much to be able to give it to her once the month ends.

A few days ago, while chatting on the phone, she told me, “I’ve been watching you all this while. It looks like you don’t want to increase the amount because I haven’t asked you to. Don’t you see that what you send does nothing for me here? Make it £100 going forward.”

How much do I earn that I have to send that much to her monthly? I told her I couldn’t do that because my salary can’t support it. She said, “I’m not asking you to send me £1000, ooo. I’m only asking for £100. You mean you can’t do this for the woman you say you love?”

Because I’m unable to do that, she’s giving me attitude. I have parents. I have siblings. These people don’t even stress me like that. I’m also unable to let go because I’ve invested a lot.

Is love supposed to be this difficult?

—Jack 

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