“Today I was talking to Priscilla when she said…”
“Priscilla’s boyfriend is doing something she doesn’t like.” It was like this every time. If it’s not Priscilla this, then it’s Priscilla that. These were red flags I couldn’t ignore. So one day during a video call, I asked him to share his screen. He didn’t want to, but I insisted. It was a lot of back and forth, but I can be quite persuasive. I won—or I should rather say I got what I was looking for. The first thing I saw that hurt my heart was his wallpaper. It was Priscilla’s photo. It wasn’t just the fact that he used her photo—it was the setting and the pose. She took it in his room. I didn’t say anything. I directed him to open his photos. Once again, he was hesitant, but I was persistent. When he did, I felt a tear in my heart. He had a whole gallery of her photos. I could have decided I had seen enough, but I wanted more proof. So I asked him to open their chat. It was a battle, but in the end, I won. He opened the chat. I don’t know how I didn’t break into a sob while on the phone with him. First, he saved her name as “Queen Bee.” The content of their messages was also far from platonic. They made plans to go on dates. And before each date, he would tell her, “I can’t wait to see you, dear. I am looking forward to taking you out.” I was devastated. “Is this how you talk to all your friends?” I asked him. “Open Kofi’s chat and let me see if that’s how you two talk.” He said I was overreacting and that everything I saw meant nothing. I didn’t see much in the messages, but I knew I had seen enough. He, on the other hand, turned the issue around and said I had trust issues. I decided I would let it go, but the longer I stayed in the relationship, the more red flags I saw. For instance, there was a day when he posted her on his WhatsApp status and used a love emoji. I believe he forgot to block me from viewing the status that day, because a few minutes after I viewed it, he deleted it. I knew he would keep lying, so this time around, I spoke to her. Unlike the first time, her response was quite revealing. Kwame had told her that I was his ex-girlfriend but was refusing to let him go. Wow! Me? Cling to a man who made it clear he doesn’t want me? At the time I was talking to Priscilla, her boyfriend was still in the picture. That’s what hurt more than anything. He must have wanted her so badly to keep chasing her while knowing she already had a man. After that conversation, I ended things with him. “It appears I’m standing in the way of the woman you want. So go be with her.” This guy refused to let go. He said he didn’t want her. “How can you throw away our five-year relationship because of suspicions? Priscilla has a boyfriend. I don’t want her.” Truly, I considered everything we had been through over the last five years and decided to forgive his betrayal and see if there was a chance we could salvage our relationship.
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We are back together, but I can’t let go of what happened. Every time I text him or talk to him, my mind goes straight to Priscilla. I wonder if he still talks to her. If he still tells her that I’m an ex who won’t let go. And these thoughts always hurt. Recently, I told him I can’t keep doing this because what he did truly broke me. He dismissively told me, “Let it go, it’s in the past.” He says he’s forgotten about it because whatever happened between them meant nothing to him. He claims the girl is happily in a relationship.
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My question is, if it meant nothing, then why did he chase her? Why did he ruin what we’d built solidly for five years just to entertain something temporary? Since January, I’ve been trying to move on, but I can’t. What makes it worse is that I have no one to talk to. With my best friend gone, I feel more alone than ever. It’s funny how moving on seems easy for the people who hurt you, while the person they hurt remains in a loop of pain. I don’t know how to get past what he did. That’s why I’m sharing this story here. Hopefully, by opening up and sharing this heavy heart with you, I will start my healing journey. —Jay This story you just read was sent to us by someone just like you. We know you have a story too. Email it to us at [email protected]. You can also drop your number and we will call you so you tell us your story.
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