I am 28 years of age, with a fiancée 10 years older than I am. I am not in Nigeria. My lady and I have been dating for a year plus now. In November, she dumped me for her ex, claiming he threatened to kee himself. She did the same thing in January because we had an argument. We settled, and I was actually the one who begged because I really do love her. Then we made some promises to each other that we would always be there for each other. Then I found out she was pregnant for her ex. I was so broken. In my life, I have never felt as foolish as I did that day. She had been drinking during that period without knowing she was pregnant. I wanted to leave her. Her cousin stopped me, so I decided to stay and watch how things would play out. She decided to terminate the pregnancy, but I said to her it was not my business.
Any harm she causes herself is her business. One day, we were having an argument because I couldn’t stand her sight. She started feeling pains in the lower part of her belly. She was crying, so I hit her to know it was serious. I wanted to leave her because I wouldn’t stress myself over a pregnancy that’s not mine. I called her cousin to let her know, so she begged me to call the ambulance or a taxi because she might end up having a miscarriage due to all the alcohol she consumed. I had to call a friend of mine at midnight to rush to my house so he could take us to the hospital. On our way, this lady fainted. I thought for a second she was dead. I slapped her three times. She wasn’t moving or breathing. We got to the hospital, and my friend left us. On his way back home, he had a serious accident. To this day, I blame myself for it.
I swear I was so traumatized by the whole thing, saying to myself, the dude that made her pregnant is home resting and enjoying himself while I am being stressed. I was pushed to start communicating with a lady who had been flirting with me for some time. I wanted to do something silly. The new girl and I met a few times, did some silly stuff, kissed, I fingered her, and she gave me a blowjob. But trust me, we met countless times but I couldn’t have sex with her. I got arrested because my papers expired. My fiancée brought me out of prison. She found out about the other lady, so I ended everything with the other lady. I blocked her. Now my fiancée is three months pregnant for me. She has lots of insecurities. She complains about almost everything. If I look at her, I am not looking at her in a good way. If we have sex, it’s not as it used to be. Our sex used to be wild, but now it’s different.
I work in a nightclub as a barman in Europe. She is white. I come back home at 3 a.m., and before I get to the house, I start thinking of what problem she will bring up this time. I was still pushed, and the other lady and I started texting again. We had a lot of silly and dirty texts, like really dirty. We talked about having sex but we never did. It got to a point where I blocked her and told her, “Hey, I will be getting married soon, and I am expecting a baby soon, so I made it clear to her that we couldn’t do anything. I blocked her and deleted our conversation (this other lady doesn’t speak English well; I text her with a translator). Five days after I blocked her and deleted our conversation, my woman asked for my phone password, which I gave to her knowing I had nothing to hide. She went to my Google translator and saw our chats. Please, I need advice from you guys. I will be in the comment section.
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