File photo of a worried man
Dear GhanaWeb,
It was a night that changed my life forever. Three years ago, I met a wonderful lady who captivated me with her charm and communication skills. We spent a peaceful evening together, sharing stories and enjoying each other’s company.
However, what started as a normal weekend getaway turned into a nightmare when she suddenly fell ill in the middle of the night. I rushed to get her medication, but her condition worsened, and I had to rush her to the hospital.
The hours that followed were a blur of fear, desperation, and helplessness. I watched as she fought for her life, emptying my pockets to cover her medical expenses and reaching out to anyone who could help. It was a race against time, and I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders.
Thankfully, her family arrived in time to take her back to Accra for further treatment. Despite their understanding and support, she tragically passed away a month later. The guilt and sorrow weighed heavy on my heart, and I struggled to come to terms with what had happened.
Since that fateful night, I have been haunted by the memory of her passing. The trauma of that experience has made me hesitant to let anyone stay over at my place, fearing another tragedy. Some relationships have suffered as a result, with partners questioning my emotional availability.
I ask myself, how do I move on from this tragedy? How do I convince myself that it was just a cruel twist of fate? The pain lingers, but I know that I must find a way to heal and honor her memory.
FG/EB
Watch the mood at Daddy Lumba’s residence after news of his shocking demise
