In my final year, I met a guy I liked. I had to stay with him because I had accommodation issues. After a while, we started dating and living like a couple. In a few months, I got pregnant, and he asked me to remove it, which I did. It was a terrible experience, and he was with me all through. I lost so much blood and almost died, but the guy who gave me the injections refused me go to the hospital. So, he had to transfuse blood for me himself, and I almost died, but God saved me. We both lost our mental health. He couldn’t get an erection because of PTSD. It happened for a long time until we had to speak to a therapist who advised we try intimacy so he could get himself again, which we did. After a while, I got pregnant. I used post-pill after sex, but I don’t know why it didn’t work. I became frustrated and couldn’t think. The only thing was I didn’t want to go down that road a second time, so I told him I wasn’t removing the pregnancy. He begged severally and tried all means, but I refused.
So, I told my parents, and he told his mom too. She reassured me everything would be fine, that they would come to see my parents, and that I should travel home to explain to them. So, I traveled and waited, but he kept giving excuses. When I was six months pregnant, that was when he told me he couldn’t marry me for so many useless reasons. I crumbled. After a while, I found out I had an extra year. I couldn’t travel back because I was heavily pregnant and broke because he wasn’t sending much, just N5k once in a while, and I had to buy baby things. So, I looked for a way and paid people to write it for me. I gave birth, and he has never shown up to date. My baby is going to be 1 year 6 months now. He just stopped talking to me and sending money after I asked what was up with us and if he could help with money to go back and finish school. He’s a corper and does some online business. He just stopped.
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