Now to the main gist. I am a yoruba girl, i’ve been dating this yoruba guy for five years. Though we are not from the same state, his mum is from my state but we are not from the same village. And oh I forgot to add that all those five years we dated, it’s been a long distance relationship, because I travelled to the UK to study for four out of the 5 years and when I got back we didn’t live in the same town, we only visit each other. We were fine, actually very fine. I knew he loved me even though we fight sometimes (which I think is normal in all relationships), and he apologises first regardless who started the fight, we were happy. Apart from that, he is my bestfriend, the one I told everything and the one I call first when I need to talk to someone or just cry lol. So just a week ago he called me to say there was trouble. Apparently he’s been telling his mum about me and his intention to marry me. She had always said no but he thought she was joking, or she was just in a bad mood. Recently he brought up the topic again and this time she blatantly said no and even added that if he goes on with his intention to marry me, she was going to turn her back at him and he would have to find another mother, her reason was that his stepmum who was from my village showed her hell before his dad finally passed away and so she vowed her children will never have anything to do with people from my place (really? In this day and age? That was the same thing I said). he called everyone he could to talk to his mum but nope, same story. So I suggested we just let go of each other, we both won’t be happy if his mum is not happy, and I love him too much to let his mum curse him cos of me, I think that is selfish. Also if we were meant to be, fate will bring us back together some how.
Ok, here was what prompted my decision, my mum married my dad and there was no wahala o, only for mother inlaw to start hating her and even wishing her death cos she married her son. I don’t want to go through that, I want everybody to be happy and I want my kids to have a grandma that loves them. My decision has been hard on both of us, been crying myself to sleep and still can’t believe it’s over and that’s it. He still calls me which is the only thing I feel good about right now. Please how do I move on, cos I feel like a part of me is gone. How do I stop this pain and anger I feel in my heart. Do you think I made the right decision? Some days I tell myself I did the right thing and some days I think my decision is stupid. Has anyone been through this before, please share. Sorry the story is so long but you can edit it if you feel it’s too long. Please can you post it on your blog, want to read people’s opinion. Thank you very much. “
