I need help making a serious decision about my life. I’m a 26-year-old woman awaiting my posting as a teacher. And this is my story.

Kwame came into my life when I was about to turn eighteen. I didn’t want a boyfriend then but I like him. So I accepted his proposal. However, I told him, “I don’t want to have intimacy until marriage.” I hadn’t done it before and I didn’t intend to do it.

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He accepted my condition and we started a beautiful relationship. For two years, we were together quite a number of times but we never crossed that line.

It happened that two years after I completed SHS I became frustrated because my family didn’t allow me to pursue my dream of becoming a dentist. As a result, I started visiting him frequently. Through that, we eventually did it. I felt bad about it at first but eventually, I got used to it.

Four years into the relationship he started changing. He became overly secretive. He treated his phone as if it contained national secrets and I was an enemy of the state. Before I could wrap around what was going on, he became controlling as well.

When we started the relationship, we both said we would stick to our individual faith. While I am Presbyterian, he is an Adventist. All of a sudden he started demanding I adopt his church’s doctrines.

I didn’t refuse. I only asked for time to figure things out, as I was still growing into womanhood.

Along the line, I enrolled in training college. That was when my love for makeup and manicure was birthed. I learned how to do them and started a small side business. This led to a heated argument between me and Kwame. By the time we were done, we said words that were too damaging to each other. We just had to break up.

It was hard but eventually, I learned to let go and moved on. In my final year of college, during my menteeship in a small town, I met Kofi. The moment I saw him, my heart skipped a beat. When he asked for my contact, I gave it to him without hesitation.

A month after we started talking, I visited him. He wanted us to be intimate, but I asked that we take things slow.

Two months later, he took me on a date. We lost track of time, and it got too late for me to get a car home, so I had to stay over at his place. That night, he kept pestering me for sex. I refused, but he wouldn’t sleep and kept insisting I let him do it. Eventually, he wore me out. I gave in.

I have become his toy for the past two years. He doesn’t even do anything to appreciate me for all the things I do for him. He is a police officer but he is always broke.

When I asked him why, he said he took a ¢50,000 loan four years ago. “The deductions are huge. By the time they are done, I barely have anything left to see me through the month. That’s why I am not able to show up for you financially.” I don’t expect anything from him so I don’t worry that he gives me nothing.

I have been trying to find a side job while waiting for my posting. Since I support myself, I needed a job and eventually found one near Kofi’s place. However, when I asked if I could stay with him to make it easier for me to commute, he refused. He said, “If you come and live here I can’t take care of you. If you are having such a hard time sustaining yourself in the city, then why don’t you go to your mother’s place in the village until your posting comes?”

It’s one thing if he wouldn’t help but for him to say this, it cut me deeply. I spent the entire day thinking about it.

That evening, my ex unexpectedly called me. I was shocked to hear from him. He asked how I was doing, and I told him everything—except details about my current relationship.

After listening, he sighed and said; “A friend of mine is looking for a shop attendant. The salary is ¢800. Are you interested?”

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I was excited about the opportunity until he made a proposal. He asked me to move in with him while I do the job. He said he has been eating outside since we broke up. So I lived with him, I would cook for us both.

What surprised me even more was that he said he had a dream about us getting married. “We had a beautiful family in this dream. That’s why I called.” Before we ended the call he said, “All I am trying to say is that I want to marry you. I have saved up. I have enough money to ask for your hand in marriage. Just tell me when.”

After the call, I broke down in tears. I’m now 26, and all my current boyfriend does is ask me to cook, wash his clothes, have sex with him, and then he would send me home as if I were his servant. Whenever I bring up marriage, he tells me we’re too young for such conversations. “Slow down. What’s the rush?”

Meanwhile, my ex is back asking me to marry him. I am just so sad that I don’t have feelings for my ex anymore. I truly love Kofi. This guy has cheated on me three times but I still can’t seem to leave him.

What do I do?

—Elle

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