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Dear GhanaWeb,
My boyfriend of over 3 years made me feel like a piece of rag. I met him four years ago through a mutual friend.
We got talking and eventually I accepted his proposal despite his initial scepticism that I wouldn’t agree to settle with someone like him, just because he didn’t have a job.
After 8 months of dating, I offered to let my dad get him a job since he has a master’s degree but wasn’t getting any offers. He bluntly refused.
Last year, his rent expired, and he asked to move in with me temporarily.
I live in my own house, gifted to me by my parents.
Even though he was constantly home, he wasn’t helping with simple chores. I had to come back home from a very tiring job and cook for us to eat.
I washed his clothes and did other things for him because I was raised to serve a man.
Some weekends, he would drive my car out and come back having a female scent on him.
I didn’t want to be seen nagging, so I just ignored the signs. A few months later, I took a paycheck loan and got him a Suzuki Expresso, which he told me he wanted to use for e-ride. I funded the registration process, and he started driving. The agreement was for him to pay me monthly to service the loan I took.
For the first 3 months, he paid. Then, he started playing games. Everyday it’s been one excuse to the other. He stopped coming home, all in the name of working overnight.
I was hoping that would make him help in paying up the loan, so I didn’t say anything. Sometimes I see him once a week.
I was stretching and overworking myself to pay up the loan, which has been spread over 5 years.
I had to confide in my father. He helped clear everything, but I didn’t tell him.
Three days ago, we had our annual end-of-year party, and he agreed to pick me up in the evening when we were done.
Unfortunately, the programme ended around 3 because some of my colleagues were travelling out.
I called him twice, but he didn’t pick up, so I assumed he was busy driving. I booked a ride home and found his car parked.
When I went inside, I found him with a pregnant lady, about four months gone.
I greeted them, he didn’t respond, but asked what I was doing home at that time. I responded that that’s my home.
He angrily retorted that I should take a loudspeaker and announce to the world that he lives with me. I was in tears and went to my bedroom. By the time I came out, they were gone.
He left with some of my property documents. The shock was so much that I reacted immediately.
After a while, I gathered composure and called my father.
My mother had a stroke, and she’s in a wheelchair, so I didn’t want to add my problems to hers.
My dad insists I report to the police to retrieve the car for me and get him to pay for the rest of the things he stole from me. I’m heartbroken because I trusted him so much that I didn’t imagine he could do this to me. He has blocked me, and I can’t trace him.
The funny thing is, I still love him, and I don’t know what I would do without him being in my life.
I’m confused about what to do or how to handle this issue. What should I do now?
FG/EB
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