I Met a Church Boy And I Gave Him Loan To Start Business, I Taught He Would Treat Me Right Until

I went to live with an aunt as a result of my father’s passing. This aunty made life so unbearable for me and I always missed my dad. I missed the care, attention, and affection he always gave me. I craved it so much it hurt. I started looking for someone who would give me just a fraction of that love. I knew he was gone and I could never replace him but there was a gaping wound in my heart and I wanted it fixed.

So when I met a boy who said he liked me, I clung to him. He tried his best to love me but it was obvious that he was with me out of pity. His attempts at love didn’t reflect the ones I was used to when I was growing up. A reasonable person would have rejected that kind of love and walked away but not me. I stayed with him until he left me almost a month before our one-year anniversary. “I’m sorry.” He said. “I’m trying but I’ve fallen out of love with you. I can’t do this anymore.” To have another man leave me really pushed me further down my depths of grief. I hadn’t dealt with losing my dad so it hit me all over again and the wound in my heart bled.

I craved the feeling of being loved by a man. I needed the care and affection and attention to distract myself from my pain. A few weeks after my first boyfriend dumped me, I met someone else. He wasn’t even minutely loving but I just wanted to be with someone so I settled for him. I told myself “At least he is mine.” Our relationship revolved around….Read Full Story Here…