We started dating about two years and some months ago, and I never let her worry about money. I took care of everything and anything; all she had to do was say it. I was a spender. After the fact that I was a man in love, she didn’t have a job, a stable one. She was in between jobs, working as a software programmer, and I, on the other hand, did a lot of retailing in the informal market.

Like I mentioned, throughout the relationship, I paid for everything. Every trip, every transport, clothes, phones, data, hotel accommodation, shopping. Honestly, I carried it all.

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Eight months ago, I worked out a contract and she got a good, well-paying job with a big firm in Accra. I was pleased. We went out and celebrated the beginning of this new era.

On my side, I was certain at least the burden would reduce. She could at least take care of something by herself. But, boy, was I wrong. Nothing has changed. She never has money for anything. According to her, her money is for saving, her rainy days. “You are a man, it’s your responsibility.” If it were the other way round, hmm. But it’s okay. That’s the way she sees it. No other way.

I honestly feel I am getting the short end of the stick. We started discussing marriage, and this money attitude is bothering me. I am not asking her to part with her income, but at least make the effort to once in a while contribute to something. Buy some data, buy some groceries, buy some fuel, take us out on a date, surprise me with some clothes. Make some contributions, some gesture.

Nooo. I always find myself buying and paying.

If I marry her, I fear this will be the rest of my life. I have to be always working to be paying for everything: myself, children, family, and her. I mean, how? What happens if business is slow, or I lose an investment? We all know how women can be when the money isn’t flowing.

She brought a wedding plan. “This is what my dream wedding looks like.” I took a look at the plan and shivered, and I asked her if she was bringing any contributions. She laughed. She actually laughed at me. “Baby, I don’t have any money.” I thought for a while and told her we’d have to wait then. “When I have enough, we can go ahead with the plans you have; until then, no wedding.” She looked at me, I looked at her. She may have thought I was joking.

She’s been quiet since, giving me cold responses. She’s usually chatty, happy, and always happy, but after the conversation she’s been moody.

It’s even giving me time to think, to think about doing life with her, the marriage plans. In marriage we should be one, right? The Bible says the man leaves his mother and father and joins his wife, and the two will become one. I don’t think we’ll become one; I think I’ll be the only one carrying the marriage on top of my head.

I think she thinks it’s going to be like in the movies, where the man spends and spends and spends. I’d love to, but it isn’t realistic since we are just starting life.

In the future, when God blesses me, I don’t mind taking care of all our finances, but now, now it seems unrealistic.

I want her; she’s the one I want for a wife. She is a good woman with solid family values.

What can I do to get her to see eye to eye with me, come to the middle ground, and … this one is feeling like a financial prison.

How do I resolve this?

–Caleb

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