I have tried to share my story a few times in the past but I have lacked the courage to send it. Even as I am sharing it today, it’s because I get to hide behind the shield of anonymity. I just have to get this off my chest, and hopefully some good counsel. This is what happened… I met this Nigerian guy in Ghana who expressed interest in me.
He came to Ghana for work. I liked him enough to date him, however, I wasn’t serious about him. I don’t mean in the sense that I treated him poorly, no, far from that. It was more of an adventure for me. That’s because it is my first relationship. So I was all about experiencing how it feels to be in a relationship. I am from a good home. I have not really known lack in life.
My parents taught me to be an independent woman so I never had financial expectations going into the relationship. Even in my regular circles, I am not one to expect anything from anyone around me in terms of money. Once I have what I need, I am fine. Whatever you give me, however little goes a long way to make me feel loved. That’s the same attitude I transferred into the relationship. It never occurred to me that…..Read Full Story Here.………………..
