My nieces that I carried as babies also got married and had children. My younger sister got married also. But I never felt bitter or bad. I was truly happy for them.
Time went by and one day I woke up and realized I was in my thirties. By this time, everyone I knew had prayed, fasted and called me for multiple marital counsels. You know how church folks like to counsel a single lady, like there is something wrong with her for being “qualified and ready” but still single after thirty.
I like nothing about him, I see him coming from one direction, and I rush off on the opposite direction. He calls out my name, I feign like I did not hear and hurry away. Sometimes when he speaks or smiles, I feel irritated and near angry and am constantly in a hurry to dismiss him.
Even when I ask him for the help, he makes promises and does not help, rather, he encourages me to borrow or buy on loan that he’d refund me but he never does.
I will go straight to the point. I like two women and for different reasons.
He picked me up from work one evening and we drove to a restaurant. It was very lovely and serene there and the food was perfect. Sam pulled out a wrapped mini box and slyly asked me to open it. My heart skipped so many beats I thought it would suddenly stop.
Dear Yvonne: I accidentally stumbled upon text messages on the phone of the man I love and was building my life around. I was devastated when I discovered that not only was he in a relationship with another woman, He was also fornicating with her. He apologized, begging, on his knees and seems sincere. He won’t let go, should I stay and continue walking towards our marriage or should I leave him? Please, tell me what to do. J.