Fatal Manism *FM*

                  

 The circumstance I find myself in right now is one that is tangled and tricky. I have a girlfriend that I have been dating for two years now, she is pretty and everything I wanted in a woman and we get along easily. I am the romantic type and she's the best thing around me and our sex life was great. Everything seemed perfect until lately!

I heard rumors that she was seeing this big boy that came in recently in town and I wasn’t pleased with that because I can’t imagine sharing her with another man. I have approached her several times for her to confirm the rumor but she always denies it. So I decided to play a fast one on her.
I took my long awaited leave from work without telling her and I concluded to myself that since she has been keeping her secret love affairs with another man, then she doesn't need to know. Beside it was because of her that I took the leave. I acquired for myself a brand new Jeep.

When she saw the car, she was displeased and angry at me. Everything changed; I became proud and disrespectful to my girlfriend and everyone else around me. My friends started avoiding me, they said that I have really changed and some even said that I'm now a ritualist. I guess it's because am always seen with different girls.


I write you today a sad man, had I listened to my then lover, I would not have been so caught up with measuring status. It's been five months and few weeks since all this started and I have learned the truth. I went to her house after three months of not setting eyes on her. Her parents that were like parents to me wouldn't even let me into their house but her junior brother was my little friend and sees me as a mentor and so I got the whole gist from him. The guy that was rumored to be dating my then sex goddess is married to her now. It was my entire fault.

It turned out that while we were dating, that the guy had been asking for her hand in marriage but she turned him down several times because of me and so the guy went straight to her parents but still she refused. She only agreed that day she walked out the last time she caught me pants down with a girl in my room.

Do I regret meeting her? Yes! Had it not been for her, I wouldn't be a sex addict, while looking for the right woman to satisfy me the way she did.

My statement of account is nothing to write home about; it used to read millions, now it reads thousands, because she is no longer here to motivate me to savings for a better home.

Will I ever find a girl like her? Will I ever settle down with one girl? I keep asking myself all this questions.