Dear readers,Todays writer is claiming to have destroyed her chance of marital bliss. She would need your help as she concludes her story. Please, read and advise her.Thanks, Monica TaiwoDear Taiwo,Please, help me. I have thrown away my only hope of happiness and I dont know if I would be lucky enough to find it again.I never knew things would turn out this way, I would have been patient and wait for the man God destined for me. My mother also did not help me. Although I take responsibility for every action I took, but with wise counseling, maybe I would have done otherwise.I am 28years old, I had a son for a man I loved when I was 22, although we eventually did not get married, because I was an apprentice learning tailoring then and he was a mechanic apprentice.We would have eventually got married but for his untimely death in a motor accident in the cause of his duty.This development made me very sad and because of the after effect of his untimely death and how devastated it made me, my auntie; (my mothers sister) took me from Iseyin where I stayed with my parents to live with her family in Ibadan.When I got to Ibadan, despite the fact that I could sew very well, my aunties husband insisted that I went back to school.Fortunately for me, I finished my secondary school and had to learn tailoring because my mother who was the sole breadwinner of our family of six children after the demise of our father could not afford to send me to school any longer.Consequently, I enrolled for GCE lessons and sat for the examination. My result encouraged my aunties husband to purchase the JAMB form for me and I passed and eventually gained admission into one of the federal universities.To say my coming to Ibadan changed my destiny, is putting it mildly. Because not in my wildest dreams have I ever thought of the fact that I could go back to school, not to talk of going to the university, but lo and behold, God changed my destiny.When I was in school, my uncle as I grew to call him did not spare any expense concerning me, he treated me the way he treated his two daughters and my mother and aunty appreciated this fact.Two years after I came to Ibadan, my aunty decided to bring my son over too so that he too would have the opportunity of good education.Life couldnt have treated me better when I met Gbola in my third year in school. It wasnt that I was short of admirers right from my 100 level, but I was careful I didnt want to disappoint my uncle and aunty and sincerely speaking, I still suffered a dose inferiority complex. So you can imagine my state of mind when Gbola approached me and asked to have a relationship with me.He was a postgraduate student, we were both studying Economics but at different levels. I never knew what he saw in me, after a lot of pressure from him, I gave in and I agreed to date him but not after I told him everything he needed to know about me, my background and where I was coming from.I told him about my son and even my lowly background. To my surprise, Gbola told me he cared less even if I came from the gutters.This really boosted my ego and gave me some confidence. Gbola came from a very rich and sophisticated background, yet he did not care about mine, he loved and cared for me and everything I stood for.(Read concluding part)
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