I Hate That I Have to Start All Over Again

So, ya girl is 30, no man, no boyfriend, and everyone is on my neck to get married. I have a female wear business that gives me a good N400k a month after all expenses, so I’m not broke. I stay alone and take very good care of myself. I know I haven’t met anyone because I don’t go out. There was this guy I met in 2022. He had just lost his girlfriend to death a year before. He still had her pictures on his social media and would post about her once in a while, so I ran. Abeg, I didn’t want to be anybody’s rebound. Fast forward to this year, and he reached out again. He was definitely doing better financially and even created new social media accounts that didn’t have the girl’s pictures. We started talking every day and getting closer, but even in the conversations, he would bring her up at least three times a week, talking about how they were, how she was, and so many things. I even knew a lot about the girl because of him. Honestly, I felt like a second option. I felt like he would always compare her to anyone he met. He really loved her, and they were together for over six years, from uni. Anyway, one month after we started talking, I had already started fantasizing about how we’d get married and all, daydreaming and all.

Honestly, I don’t even know if I was in love with him or if I liked the idea of him, knowing my parents would love him: perfect job, Christian, my tribe, etc. The pressure to marry was on my head, so I just wanted to marry him and move on with my life. Wahala started when I asked him for money to get a washing machine. He said no problem, but after about two weeks, he had not said anything about the money, so I asked him about it. He said he didn’t know I needed it so soon. I told him I did. After that conversation, we didn’t talk for the whole day. The next day, I called him and said that even if he wouldn’t buy it for me, that shouldn’t be the reason we stopped talking. But after that day, he didn’t call again, and I didn’t call either. I really don’t care; I’m just angry that my search for a husband continues, and I hardly go out, so I don’t even know where to meet men. After two weeks of not talking, I chatted with him and asked him if we were still cool or just friends. He said we were cool, but he didn’t continue the conversation. I’m not supposed to pursue a man na. So I’ve decided to let him go. We are definitely not meant for each other.

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