I’m dating a married man. We’ve been together for the past three years. He provides. He cares. He’s there for me. I’ve never doubted his love and dedication to me, but I want to leave the relationship and start building something that’s my own. I didn’t want to be with him and still date someone else. I felt it wasn’t fair to him or to the person I might date. So, I was honest about it. I told him I wanted to leave.

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This man broke down, asking what I needed that he hadn’t provided. “It’s not about provision, dear,” I said. “It’s about my future and the relationship I want to build with someone I can call my own.”

That day, he came to my place at night and refused to leave. He was convinced it was about another man. When he finally left and went home, he fell sick. He was admitted to the hospital and stayed there for four days. I had to assure him I wasn’t leaving before he could recover.

From that day on, he started buying things I didn’t necessarily need and giving me money I didn’t ask for. He sent gifts through delivery and sweetened every step I took. I appreciate what he does, but my decision to leave has nothing to do with him or how he treats me. It’s about me and my future.

This time, I told him I’d met someone new and that it wasn’t fair for me to date both of them. “I can’t handle it. I can’t live such a lie,” I told him. He replied, “I’m not asking you not to date anyone. I understand your need for a companion, but you don’t have to leave me. I can manage.”

I don’t want him to “manage” because I can’t manage. I want him out of the picture so I can focus solely on whoever comes my way. I’m not happy that I can’t force my way out of this relationship. And given how this man has been a pillar in my life for some years, I don’t want to leave him bitter and broken. I want us to reach a mutual understanding where he leaves knowing that our relationship has run its course.

I want a way—a method—to break free from his grip so I can start anew on my own terms and with someone I can call my own. Help me.

—Eno

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