I’m 30 years old, a freelancer, and a very religious good-looking man. I live in a comfortable mini-flat apartment, and everything was going great, especially at the start of 2023. In March 2023, I met my girl (now ex), 23 years old, on a WhatsApp group during a game. She saw my picture, liked me, and we started talking. I quickly liked her too after talking frequently for about a month because I saw she’s intelligent, decent, calm, and has a beautiful voice that turns me on almost every time we talk. We decided to meet, and that’s how we started dating. Fast forward to a few months into the relationship, I noticed I’ve not gotten any jobs since we started dating, and I’m beginning to touch my savings. But I’m a very positive person, I see things as coincidences, and I don’t like to believe in negativity because I pray often and strongly have faith in my prayers.
I can’t remember in many years the last time I missed my five daily salat, so I strongly believe whenever I have any challenges, I just pray and let God do His thing. This time was completely different. Around October, about 8 months into the relationship, I still haven’t gotten any job, and I’ve almost finished all my savings because bills choke. Then I began to get shaky in faith and fear because I was losing everything already. Though she doesn’t bother me about giving her money or so, as a man, when your girl complains about stuff to your ear and you don’t feel the need to help her, that means you’re not a responsible person. So we had to do some checks and balances about how everything got to that point, and it was coincidentally accurate because it was exactly three days into when we started talking in the group that my two stable clients stopped texting me, and other random clients too.
Now I begin to question our spiritual compatibility if we are not supposed to be together. But I still don’t want to believe it, because she’s a decent and clean girl, and I was the one who deflowered her. So I continued, but this time I was beginning to lose interest. It got to a point where I had nothing again, and I had to go back to my parent’s house because I could barely feed myself. I’ve been there since November up till now, and I’ve decided to break up with her, even though she still wants us to continue. But I’ve lost everything already, and I can’t even be a man for myself, let alone show up for my girl. I had to walk away. Rantandtalkz fam, please do you think I shouldn’t have left? Please give me your honest opinion.
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