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Sixfiguresmart:
Met this girl while running my degree course in UBC. She approached me, dropped her number in my pocket. All I wanted to do was get my deg and a career cos parents done spent too much already. She was going for my body but I snubbed her. She was too young for me. I met her half sister (Irish-mexican) who is older. The blue eyes, the hair, height and teeth were mesmerising. I fell one time.

She was all over me like she found a priceless trophy. I thought we could be married but she didn't want any kids yet. She wants bikini body rather. We dated for 9 months. She treated me like a toy. I saw that marriage would be harder for me. She was so scared of losing me. The insecurity made my life miserable. I had to inform her wherever I went. Take pictures and send. Be on video calls like every time I was away. She knew all my friends and the people who walked past me on the streets. I had to be on the fone all my life to prove that someone else wasn't hitting on me.

I couldn't admire any lady or stare. I felt like a prisoner being watched constantly. I had to mention that she was my girl to every girl around me. She put a ring on my finger. I have her pictures on my walls. She had to be my wallpaper on my laptop and the theme on my fone. I had to save her number as "My baby". She had to check my wardrobe and ensured that she bought all items in it. She checks my pockets for numbers. Picks me up from the gym.

She was controlling and she taught me how to never be controlled by a woman again. She was more like a mother than my girl. She cries every time I try to talk about this issue. Saying that she wanted me to be safe. That she was scared to lose me. I did everything to prove to her that she was the only one but I tried too hard. Honestly, there was no one else. She was persnickety over nothing.

Finally, she attended a family funeral in Alberta and stayed for 6 days. Longest time away from me. During this time, her friend called me asking of her since she couldn't reach her. Then, she told me that she was coming to the house. I obliged innocently. As it wasn't the first time. When she arrived, she stayed the night since the weather was very bad. We only talked and the only nice thing I said to her was complemented her hair.

Nothing happened. As a matter of fact, my girl permitted her to stay the night and asked for her to sleep in the other room. My girl and I had a lovely conversation till I went to bed. She usually talked till I felt asleep.and watched me sleeping. When I sleep, I die. I didn'thear the fone ringing and didn't see her messages. Now, when she returned 2 days later, she acccused me of cheating with her girlfriend. Asking me if she was my type. So, anyways. We fought over this, for 3 months she nagged and uttered irreversible damage into my life. Still, I apologized and begged and did everything to win her over.

I felt heart-broken. We broke up. She moved out. 2 weeks into break up I went to her, begged and called but met silence. I gave up. 3rd week, she called and demanded that I could have kept on fighting and begging into the 3rd week if I truly loved her. I apologized thinking that we could get back. She asked for all my passwords, I gave her to win her over. She went through them found nothing. Cried on my shoulders and still went back to feeling broken and uttering vile things.

A month after break up, I knew it was over. I couldn't end up feeling miserable for the rest of my life. I moved on. Never been able to fix a relationship since then.

This is how broken women break good men and, then call men so many names. Many bad men in town are products of broken women. Today, I just can't stand any woman who is a control freak. Many men are battered. We also cry, but we don't tear. We also have emotions, but we die in silence. Many men home and abroad are controlled but they can't utter their pains

You were dating a Narcissistic woman who love attention and control.You were her Narcissistic supply.She would dump you in future.Watch your back,women like that dont like to be dumped without a fight.I will advice you move to a new place,change your number so she can never get a trace of you.

Sixfiguresmart:
Met this girl while running my degree course in UBC. She approached me, dropped her number in my pocket. All I wanted to do was get my deg and a career cos parents done spent too much already. She was going for my body but I snubbed her. She was too young for me. I met her half sister (Irish-mexican) who is older. The blue eyes, the hair, height and teeth were mesmerising. I fell one time.

She was all over me like she found a priceless trophy. I thought we could be married but she didn't want any kids yet. She wants bikini body rather. We dated for 9 months. She treated me like a toy. I saw that marriage would be harder for me. She was so scared of losing me. The insecurity made my life miserable. I had to inform her wherever I went. Take pictures and send. Be on video calls like every time I was away. She knew all my friends and the people who walked past me on the streets. I had to be on the fone all my life to prove that someone else wasn't hitting on me.

I couldn't admire any lady or stare. I felt like a prisoner being watched constantly. I had to mention that she was my girl to every girl around me. She put a ring on my finger. I have her pictures on my walls. She had to be my wallpaper on my laptop and the theme on my fone. I had to save her number as "My baby". She had to check my wardrobe and ensured that she bought all items in it. She checks my pockets for numbers. Picks me up from the gym.

She was controlling and she taught me how to never be controlled by a woman again. She was more like a mother than my girl. She cries every time I try to talk about this issue. Saying that she wanted me to be safe. That she was scared to lose me. I did everything to prove to her that she was the only one but I tried too hard. Honestly, there was no one else. She was persnickety over nothing.

Finally, she attended a family funeral in Alberta and stayed for 6 days. Longest time away from me. During this time, her friend called me asking of her since she couldn't reach her. Then, she told me that she was coming to the house. I obliged innocently. As it wasn't the first time. When she arrived, she stayed the night since the weather was very bad. We only talked and the only nice thing I said to her was complemented her hair.

Nothing happened. As a matter of fact, my girl permitted her to stay the night and asked for her to sleep in the other room. My girl and I had a lovely conversation till I went to bed. She usually talked till I felt asleep.and watched me sleeping. When I sleep, I die. I didn'thear the fone ringing and didn't see her messages. Now, when she returned 2 days later, she acccused me of cheating with her girlfriend. Asking me if she was my type. So, anyways. We fought over this, for 3 months she nagged and uttered irreversible damage into my life. Still, I apologized and begged and did everything to win her over.

I felt heart-broken. We broke up. She moved out. 2 weeks into break up I went to her, begged and called but met silence. I gave up. 3rd week, she called and demanded that I could have kept on fighting and begging into the 3rd week if I truly loved her. I apologized thinking that we could get back. She asked for all my passwords, I gave her to win her over. She went through them found nothing. Cried on my shoulders and still went back to feeling broken and uttering vile things.

A month after break up, I knew it was over. I couldn't end up feeling miserable for the rest of my life. I moved on. Never been able to fix a relationship since then.

This is how broken women break good men and, then call men so many names. Many bad men in town are products of broken women. Today, I just can't stand any woman who is a control freak. Many men are battered. We also cry, but we don't tear. We also have emotions, but we die in silence. Many men home and abroad are controlled but they can't utter their pains

chronicles from team foreign babes. Grass isn't always greener on the other side

Sorry about your ordeal though, have you tried therapy?.

DrFunmisticGlow:
chronicles from team foreign babes. Grass isn't always greener on the other side

Sorry about your ordeal though, have you tried therapy?.

Thanks bro. Not really but I am fine.

Sixfiguresmart:
Thanks bro. Not really but I am fine.

you write nice fiction.
If you need a job I can connect you

theTranslator:
you write nice fiction.
If you need a job I can connect you

Oh, thanks bro. You are so generous and kind. However, I am just telling a part of my history. If there is a monetary value to it, I welcome it

Bro sorry about your relationship but from what you said, your GF saw you as a weak man that is why she was able to control you. No woman wants to be with a man they perceive as weak. It's just their biology.

Ximenez:
You drop an average of 2 fictions per day here.

lol

Happy wife , happy life is what they say.

I used to believe that this means that it is a man job to make his wife happy.

Now I understand that it's not our responsibility to determine a woman's mood.

If a woman's default setting is miserable, you would be wasting time and effort trying to keep her happy.

So now how I understand it is:
If you want a happy life, find yourself a happy wife.

I am a recovering simp, I am talking from bitter experience.

Kk4:
Bro sorry about your relationship but from what you said, your GF saw you as a weak man that is why she was able to control you. No woman wants to be with a man they perceive as weak. It's just their biology.

Well, I was raised to be humane, kind and caring. That isn't weakness. It's just sad that the world that we live in sees being caring as being weak. I am no longer that person to any woman. I am so defensive or domineering today that it feels like I am a bully sometimes.

But, it's just me pushing back to avoid repeating my past.

GenBuhari:
Happy wife , happy life is what they say.

I used to believe that this means that it is a man job to make his wife happy.

Now I understand that it's not our responsibility to determine a woman's mood.

If a woman's default setting is miserable, you would be wasting time and effort trying to keep her happy.

So now how I understand it is:
If you want a happy life, find yourself a happy wife.

I am a recovering simp, I am talking from bitter experience.

I feel you. I connect with you. Marriage for me now is a far cry. I have no feelings or cravings for it.

I might be open to babypapa-ing.

Sixfiguresmart:
Well, I was raised to be humane, kind and caring. That isn't weakness. It's just sad that the world that we live in sees being caring as being weak. I am no longer that person to any woman. I am so defensive or domineering today that it feels like I am a bully sometimes.

But, it's just me pushing back to avoid repeating my past.

The world is a messed up place that's why you need to be tough when you need to but without losing your morals and values.
You go dey alright Las Las brother

This kind of lady can shoot you if you cheat.

Sixfiguresmart:
Oh, thanks bro. You are so generous and kind. However, I am just telling a part of my history. If there is a monetary value to it, I welcome it

from ur dreams shey, we all got that history too

Clinghton:
This kind of lady can shoot you if you cheat.

Replace 'can' with 'will'.

Sixfiguresmart:
Met this girl while running my degree course in UBC. She approached me, dropped her number in my pocket. All I wanted to do was get my deg and a career cos parents done spent too much already. She was going for my body but I snubbed her. She was too young for me. I met her half sister (Irish-mexican) who is older. The blue eyes, the hair, height and teeth were mesmerising. I fell one time.

She was all over me like she found a priceless trophy. I thought we could be married but she didn't want any kids yet. She wants bikini body rather. We dated for 9 months. She treated me like a toy. I saw that marriage would be harder for me. She was so scared of losing me. The insecurity made my life miserable. I had to inform her wherever I went. Take pictures and send. Be on video calls like every time I was away. She knew all my friends and the people who walked past me on the streets. I had to be on the fone all my life to prove that someone else wasn't hitting on me.

I couldn't admire any lady or stare. I felt like a prisoner being watched constantly. I had to mention that she was my girl to every girl around me. She put a ring on my finger. I have her pictures on my walls. She had to be my wallpaper on my laptop and the theme on my fone. I had to save her number as "My baby". She had to check my wardrobe and ensured that she bought all items in it. She checks my pockets for numbers. Picks me up from the gym.

She was controlling and she taught me how to never be controlled by a woman again. She was more like a mother than my girl. She cries every time I try to talk about this issue. Saying that she wanted me to be safe. That she was scared to lose me. I did everything to prove to her that she was the only one but I tried too hard. Honestly, there was no one else. She was persnickety over nothing.

Finally, she attended a family funeral in Alberta and stayed for 6 days. Longest time away from me. During this time, her friend called me asking of her since she couldn't reach her. Then, she told me that she was coming to the house. I obliged innocently. As it wasn't the first time. When she arrived, she stayed the night since the weather was very bad. We only talked and the only nice thing I said to her was complemented her hair.

Nothing happened. As a matter of fact, my girl permitted her to stay the night and asked for her to sleep in the other room. My girl and I had a lovely conversation till I went to bed. She usually talked till I felt asleep.and watched me sleeping. When I sleep, I die. I didn'thear the fone ringing and didn't see her messages. Now, when she returned 2 days later, she acccused me of cheating with her girlfriend. Asking me if she was my type. So, anyways. We fought over this, for 3 months she nagged and uttered irreversible damage into my life. Still, I apologized and begged and did everything to win her over.

I felt heart-broken. We broke up. She moved out. 2 weeks into break up I went to her, begged and called but met silence. I gave up. 3rd week, she called and demanded that I could have kept on fighting and begging into the 3rd week if I truly loved her. I apologized thinking that we could get back. She asked for all my passwords, I gave her to win her over. She went through them found nothing. Cried on my shoulders and still went back to feeling broken and uttering vile things.

A month after break up, I knew it was over. I couldn't end up feeling miserable for the rest of my life. I moved on. Never been able to fix a relationship since then.

This is how broken women break good men and, then call men so many names. Many bad men in town are products of broken women. Today, I just can't stand any woman who is a control freak. Many men are battered. We also cry, but we don't tear. We also have emotions, but we die in silence. Many men home and abroad are controlled but they can't utter their pains

Abeg I no get time to dey read Novels. Sorry ooo ur writings too long

seunlizy:
As in ehnnn, I don't understand na Im go say im oga sack am for chevron, na im go say im friend wife dey call am, na im go say im oyinbo wife break up

The guy is a mental case

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EmzyT:
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I miss 2 minutes ago, when I never knew this Rubbish existed!

Savage comment
In short you want your 2 mins back

house10s2:
from ur dreams shey, we all got that history too

You will never believe anything that I say. If my words do not tally with your made-up mind, it is void.

Prettygirl200:
Abeg I no get time to dey read Novels. Sorry ooo ur writings too long

don't waste your time, it wasn't written for your consumption

Sixfiguresmart:
You will never believe anything that I say. If my words do not tally with your made-up mind, it is void.

oh I belive the writeup.
but the Stories are super stories.

ur next story is gona b about u being kidnap by ur best friend gf shey.