I like to think of myself as an orphan with parents. I say this because I am at an age where I should be self-sufficient but I am not. Under normal circumstances, I should receive help from my family but that’s out of the question. My father who would have done anything for me is sick. My mother is the one in charge of running our home. And for some reason, she treats me like a rival.

Because of her, I have only completed senior high school. I have been out of school since 2014. I don’t have any help to further my education. I am also not able to do any good job because of my qualification. The money I earn at the end of the month doesn’t sustain me. Things would have been easier if my mother had my back, but no.

I remember when sanitary pads use to cost GHC8. I was broke and I asked this woman to help me buy some. She just told me she didn’t have money. Meanwhile, she earns good money. She is even having an affair with her goods supplier. I have seen them with my own eyes. I can’t even tell anyone because they won’t believe me. She is good at playing the part of the devoted wife. She has my dad wrapped around her little finger with this little act.

She is so cunning that she has gotten my father to sign all their properties over to her. Now that she has everything, she maltreats us. My sister and my dad are not spared. She hides drinking water, and something foodstuffs from us. I have lost count of the number of times I have gone to bed hungry.

Most people in my life don’t know what I am dealing with. How could they? I am not able to talk about my mother without feeling depressed and unmotivated, so I act like everything is fine.

On the outside, I look composed and happy. Not to brag but I am also very pretty. I am the typical curvy girl. I have men knocking out each other’s teeth just to get my attention. I am not talking about ordinary men. Most of the men who come my way are in top positions in government. Some are also influential politicians in opposition. Others are popular men. I know they just want to have a taste of me. And I also know that if I give them what they want all my problems will come to an end. However, I am a twenty-nine-year-old virgin.

Because of the way I look, people don’t always believe I am a virgin. They think I am lying when I tell them I haven’t done it before. “You want to tell me that no man has touched all these goods before?” That’s the question they ask. Honestly, the reason I haven’t done it yet is because I am a devout Christian who wants to keep myself pure until marriage. But these days I don’t even go to church anymore.

I look at everything I go through and I wonder why I shouldn’t give in to these big men so that I can have a better life. I deserve to eat. I deserve to afford sanitary pads, especially with all these new taxes. I want to have nice perfumes as well. I don’t even have a mattress I sleep on. My body aches from two decades of sleeping on the floor. I am tired. I don’t know how much more I can take.

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I have gotten to the point where I am ready to let go of my morals. It is hard to admit, but if this is what it will take me to bring myself out of poverty then I am ready. I am determined to do whatever it takes to achieve my great ambitions. I cannot count on my mother to help me. One day I asked her, “Please I need capital to start a business. You can give it to me as a loan and I will pay it back with interest.” She didn’t even pretend to think about it. She told me point-blank that she won’t give it to me.

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I discussed my problem with a therapist friend and he advised me to forget about my mother and make a life for myself. I have thought about her advice and believe she is right. I need to make my own way in this world. That’s why I am here with my story today. I need capital to start a business. I can either get it from the big men chasing me, or I can get a better job and save for it.

Honestly, I am someone who likes to earn my own money. I know that there’s nothing like free lunch. So all I need is a stepping stone so that I don’t do anything I might regret. I need a better job. So if someone on this page has a well-paying job for an SHS leaver that they can recommend me for, I will be very grateful.

—Korkor

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