I have been dating my boyfriend for just over a month. At first, I was drawn to his charm — he was romantic, attentive, and very caring. I met him in the market while buying clothes, and things progressed quickly. But not long into the relationship, cracks started to show. He told me NYSC brought him to the state we live in, implying he was a graduate. But when I asked him casual questions like where he did his PPA, he got defensive. Eventually, after pressing, he admitted he never went to university — in fact, he only attended primary school. His reason for lying? He believed I wouldn’t accept him if I knew the truth, especially since I have a master’s degree. That was hard to swallow, but I forgave him because I truly cared for him. Still, the lies didn’t stop there. He claimed he had lived abroad and had been deported, but when I asked for proof, like a passport, he said he lost it in jail.
I wanted to believe him, but how do you deport someone without a passport? My trust began to erode. Recently, I discovered messages he sent to other women, claiming he was single and looking for someone to build a future with. I was hurt but kept it to myself. Then, a small misunderstanding — a male friend texted me late at night about a tutorial — caused a huge fight. He left a party we attended, insulted me, and broke up with me without even reading the messages to understand the context. When I confronted him about the women he had been texting, he didn’t seem remorseful. He rarely apologizes, and when he does, it’s with pride. Now I’m stuck questioning everything — his words, his intentions, even the foundation of our relationship. I’m scared because I still have hope things might get better, but I also don’t know how many more lies are still hidden.
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