I have a very poor social life. I don’t go out and apart from work colleagues that I speak to, I have no one I can confidently call a friend. It’s home, work, home all day of the week. Because of that, meeting a woman has been very difficult for me.

So I decided to try social media and see what may come out of it since I spend most of my free time here. The first woman I had was beautiful, looking at the photos on her profile. I said hello and we got talking. At first, we talked all day every day until the conversation started going downhill.

We agreed to meet, thinking that would help revive what we had started. I travelled from Accra to Koforidua Polytechnic to see her. I called her number when I got there and she gave me a place to sit and wait for her. I sat there for several hours and this lady didn’t come. The last time I called before leaving the campus, her number was off and it has been off till today.

I didn’t give up because if at first, you don’t succeed, you go again.

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I met the next one in a comment section of a post that asked people to state their hometown and wait for others from the same home town to talk to them. A lady, a nurse who wrote my hometown was very excited when I inboxed her and told her we both came from the same town.

We talked for days before we exchanged contacts. She sent photos and I also sent photos. I liked her but I wanted to see her first before I make a move. We planned to meet. She was outside Accra so we agreed she would come to see me in Accra. I sent her money for transport and other little things she may need.

I was calling the next morning to ask if she had started the journey when I realized her phone was off. I knew what that meant. What happened in Koforidua had happened again. I smiled to myself and said, “Women!”

I called her all day and it didn’t go through. She didn’t block me so I kept sending her messages asking why she would do that to me. She didn’t answer any of my messages. She later blocked me when I became a nuisance to her.

I gave up on those living outside Accra. They’d shown me enough shege to learn sense.

The next one I found made it very obvious that she was in love with me. A month later, we met in town. She was bubbly and all in. A week later, she came to visit my place and even spent the night at my end. In the morning, she asked for money to go to the market. She wanted to cook something for us to eat.

She left and didn’t come back again. I still have her hair tie and scarf here. I don’t know what I did wrong or said wrong. I thought the night was good. I felt the connection and thought something good may come out of it but she left and also blocked me.

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I don’t even want a relationship again but I want to know. Those of you who are finding love on Facebook and even getting married, how do you do it? Is there a method to it that I don’t know?  Because eiii… 

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