Aunty Abena, I met this lady when I was on my part leave in Accra in October. I encountered her through a post I made about wanting a lady for friendship and a relationship. Out of the 55 ladies who reached out to me, she was the one I chose (I’m not accustomed to juggling multiple ladies).
The chemistry between us was undeniable. We had so much in common, and we could talk for hours without pause. I really liked this girl (she’s 24, and I’m 33).
I became quite close to her and openly discussed things like the pressure my family put on me to introduce them to my girlfriend or partner – something they felt was long overdue.
Fast forward, she was scheduled to come to the city for her national service. I later relocated from Accra to the city as my leave was ending.
We planned to meet and see each other for the first time. I spoke to her about the responsibilities she could expect from me.
I promised her that I would provide money for her hair every month, cover her data and airtime expenses every month, take her out once every month, and give her money for shopping once a year.
(It’s not like I’m unattractive to the point of not being able to attract women. Beautiful women at the hospital where I work have expressed interest, but I’ve chosen to ignore them.)
She seemed content with my proposed responsibilities for her and promised to do everything she could to make me happy. That’s all she said after I listed my responsibilities for her.
However, a day or two later, we had a disagreement due to my attempts to check in on her progress regarding the start of her national service.
I had the feeling that I was bothering her with my attempts to keep in touch and get updates.
I asked her if I was expecting too much from her (which was just to hear from her).
She accused me of trying to force the relationship to work, stating that even marriages break up. She added that I shouldn’t be too hard on myself.
Her words hurt, and as I expressed my displeasure, she abruptly hung up on me, saying, “I can’t do this,” and mentioned that her brother was approaching her.
Later, she asked me to call her, and I did. I expected her to apologize and for us to move past it, but she hung up on me again (something I couldn’t even do to her).
I texted her, telling her not to contact me again because she had made me feel disrespected.
I care deeply for this lady, and I was willing to make her happy in Takoradi. However, she has clearly lost someone important in her life.
I wish her the best. I have come across other women within days, but if she were to apologize, I would forgive her and take her back. Although I’m not sure she will.
LADIES, WHAT DO YOU WANT IN LIFE? You seem to prefer “bad” guys and treat “good” guys with contempt.