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Raw Emotions

Kuntwaa: The kind of future I imagined with my husband by my side, the kind of helpmate and support he was to me and our daughter; the fact that he was the second source of income in our little equation called family. The fact that he was that other parent I dreamed of raising a child with; my best friend in the world, died; leaving me and our little angel all by ourselves whiles he hovers somewhere over the rainbow, alone, probably feeling vulnerable and lost. Dave, doing marriage for six years with my late husband was one of my greatest accomplishments. So, for it to be just over like that without giving me enough time to experience the ‘in sickness and in health’, ‘for better and for worse’ aspects of our vows really hurt.

David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): There are no words. I am terribly sorry about that.

Kuntwaa: Yeah

DBM: How long has it been since he died?

Kuntwaa: Three years

DBM: How is your daughter doing?

Kuntwaa: She’s fine

DBM: Are you going to be alright?

Kuntwaa: I thought I was. Because I wasn’t fully living for a year and a half after his death, I dated briefly and fell in love with an emotionally generous man. He was alone and in a quiet phase in his own life after his divorce. We both seemed to be walking broken and empty on these streets. That practically how we met. He offered to take me out on a date and we bonded from there. It has been interesting and fun knowing him and being known by him. He introduced me to his two kids, he met my daughter and she loved him. Dave, he welcomed me into his world and managed to make me feel loved and wanted. He made me laugh and I finally thought I had it all over again.

DBM: What happened?

Kuntwaa: He reunited with his ex-wife

DBM: Oh my!

Kuntwaa: His children loved me but they preferred their father and mother rather being together.

DBM: Ha!

Kuntwaa: I contacted you because my daughter keeps asking me why Uncle Dodoo left, because she misses him. They used to talk on the phone every day. She feels every man she’s come to love has left her.

DBM: How did you introduce Uncle Dodoo to her?

Kuntwaa: I told her he was my ‘special friend’.

DBM: Were you sleeping over at his end?

Kuntwaa: Yes, sometimes with my daughter. He slept over at mine a couple of times too.

DBM: Just use the dynamics in friendship to explain things to her. Some friends are meant to stay with us for the long haul, while others just come in and go. She needs to understand that, it’s okay to sometimes miss someone we care about.

Kuntwaa: But she keeps asking a lot of questions

DBM: You need to as much as possible be truthful with your answers to her questions

Kuntwaa: Truthful to what extent?

DBM: You need to explain your feelings about the whole breakup to your daughter. When I was a child, I had all these big emotions. I could feel what my mother was feeling. I felt hurt when she was hurt. I was happy when she was happy about something. You need to help her to understand the complexities of her own feelings. She’s feeling a whole lot of things and it’s your responsibility as a parent, to help her make sense out of what’s going on inside and outside of her.

Kuntwaa: It’s not that simple

DBM: Why is that?

Kuntwaa: He still wants us to be, while he works things out with his wife

DBM: Wait! Was he officially divorced?

Kuntwaa: Yes

DBM: I see. What do you want for you?

Kuntwaa: I was very much attracted to him. I feel like he was honest with me in our relationship. He was capable of providing for me. I make a good living for myself but it’s sweet to also have a successful man who cares about me and my daughter, and was treating us with respect and love. He promised to provide me the life I’ve always dreamed of. My relationship with him was already on that path that I was enjoying living in.

DBM: What do you want for you?

Kuntwaa: I just answered that

DBM: Is he dating his ex-wife?

Kuntwaa: No! His family presented drinks to her family again.

DBM: So, he’s married?

Kuntwaa: I think so.

DBM: And he wants what he had with you on the side?

Kuntwaa: Yes

DBM: What do you want for you?

Kuntwaa: I want a man of my own

DBM: I don’t know how best to say this in the right context for you to understand. I am telling you this not because I am a man, but because I understand men. I know men probably in ways you may never know. So, believe me when I tell you that – you need a man who is available to only you, so he would have more than enough time to sweep you off your feet with his genuineness, out of your own dreamed reality, and place you gently into his own ideal of a reality with you in it. That is a man you can confidently lay your love on. That is a man you can decide to want to trust wholeheartedly. That is a man you can depend on. That is a man who will never consider choosing another person over you.

Kuntwaa: Ok

DBM: Your feelings for him are valid, and I respect that. Question is, is he worth the risk of your feelings and that of your daughter’s being taken for granted? Because someone who leaves you for another person, yet still wants to be with you – does not respect you that much. Do not dedicate your time and attention to someone whose actions, deliberately eats away the little emotions you have left in you to give.

Kuntwaa: I don’t want to be alone, Dave

DBM: I don’t think I have anything else to say to you for now.

Kuntwaa: Ok. It was nice talking to you.

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Let’s Talk To Kuturuku and Takyiwaa

David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): Thank you for participating. What name would you want to go by? (It can be your real first name or any other name of your choosing)

Participant 113a: Kuturuku

Participant 113b: The name I want use is Takyiwaa

DBM: Hi Kuturuku and Takyiwaa. How would you describe yourselves?

Kuturuku: The type that would make a difficult decision and stand by it. Also, I don’t give up easily, even though I can be contented with the possibility of me failing at something. I love to explore interesting avenues, and I am a fun-loving guy.

Takyiwaa: I wake up and go to sleep and this man is the first and last thing on my mind

DBM: How happy are you on a scale of 1 to 10?

Takyiwaa: 8

Kuturuku: 7

DBM: What do you want to talk about?

Takyiwaa: My boyfriend is all of a sudden suggesting that, what we’ve built for almost a year is friends with benefits kind-of relationship.

Kuturuku: I’m going to be honest with her since she’s the one bringing our private issues here; dating one woman can get very boring for me really fast.

Takyiwaa: We were dating then?

Kuturuku: No! I was of the impression that the attraction between us was purely physical

Takyiwaa: Say it is physical for you.

Kuturuku: You don’t love me, do you?

Takyiwaa: I am catching feelings for you

DBM: What do you think you want in a woman to get you to settle down with one?

Kuturuku: I’m married boss. I have settled down

DBM: I’m confused

Takyiwaa: I am perching

DBM: You’re the other woman?

Takyiwaa: Yes

DBM: I see

Kuturuku: Dave, the nature of my job prevents me from staying in one location for a long time. I travel a lot, and have a busy work schedule. That’s why I cannot do one relationship and commit to it at a go.

DBM: It’s that difficult to stick to one woman?

Kuturuku: I wouldn’t say it’s difficult. I’m just not a firm believer of the whole monogamy thing

DBM: Why did you get married?

Kuturuku: My wife wanted marriage

DBM: Do you believe in marriage?

Kuturuku: I do

DBM: Is marriage for you?

Kuturuku: No

DBM: Is Takyiwaa your only side-chick?

Kuturuku: She knows she’s not

Takyiwaa: I didn’t know that. You’re now telling me

DBM: How many women are in your life?

Kuturuku: You mean, how many ladies I’ve had sex with?

DBM: How did he convince you to be with him? What did he tell you about his wife?

Takyiwaa: He doesn’t say much about his wife. As to how we met, he was at a filling station filling up his car. The taxi I had chartered drove to the same filling station to fuel up. He saw me in the car and hurriedly paid the driver whatever my fare was, and handed me his business card. I called to thank him for paying my fare, and one text led to the other.

Kuturuku: The opportunity was there; she looked pretty in her dress and I couldn’t resist. It just had to happen for us to be in touch somehow.

DBM: Did he tell you he was married?

Takyiwaa: I didn’t ask

DBM: And, he did not tell you either?

Takyiwaa: I figured it out

DBM: Why do you want to continue being in his life?

Takyiwaa: I don’t know how to resist the emotions growing inside of me. It’s getting the best of me

DBM: Have you come to peace with the fact that, you may never be his priority?

Takyiwaa: Not yet

DBM: What does she mean to you?

Kuturuku: She’s a dear friend I share something beautiful with

Takyiwaa: He makes me feel special

DBM: But replaceable

Kuturuku: Lol!

Takyiwaa: Dave, he’s not a bad person. His intentions are good

DBM: Can you honestly trust a man who has chosen to deceive his wife – with you?

Kuturuku: My wife can distinguish some of the things that are off with me. She may not know the details, but she knows something is up

DBM: You have children?

Kuturuku: I do

DBM: Let me present a scenario; your wife or child is in a horrible crisis. Takyiwaa also finds herself in a hot mess, and all parties are in need of your support and presence. Which of them is assured of your unconditional support?

Kuturuku: Family above all else

DBM: Let’s assume you’re in love with Takyiwaa

Kuturuku: I will choose my wife and children

DBM: Are you keeping your options open, even though you are doing things with him?

Takyiwaa: I don’t understand the question

Kuturuku: I wouldn’t want her to be dating other men

DBM: Are you two dating?

Kuturuku: We have something going on between us

DBM: Sex and?

Kuturuku: Friendship

DBM: And?

Kuturuku: Everything else this can develop into

DBM: Define what you share with Takyiwaa

Kuturuku: A pleasant situation

DBM: Has it a potential of changing into something meaningful any time soon?

Kuturuku: I mean, I can’t marry her but yes. I really like her

Takyiwaa: I really like you too

Kuturuku: I know

DBM: Time sometimes gives us time to prepare ourselves for the truth existing in a pleasant situation

Takyiwaa: Being with a married man is one of the things I swore never to do. But life once again has an interesting way of proving me wrong. I know you will not believe me, but I never planned for this to happen

DBM: I believe you

Kuturuku: He doesn’t believe you

DBM: Why did you decide to chat with me?

Kuturuku: I didn’t decide anything. She got me involved

Takyiwaa: I wanted a neutral platform for us to open up about exactly what we’re doing, and where it’s going

DBM: Have you gotten the answers you needed?

Takyiwaa: 90% of it

DBM: What does the remaining 10% consist of? Because a man who is married will tell you all the right things your ears want to hear – just to have his way with you.

Kuturuku: Look, I see a potential love story with Takyiwaa. It’s not just about the physical attraction and passion. There could be love involved somewhere in the mix.

DBM: Are you both certain about your emotions?

Takyiwaa: I am; I love him

Kuturuku: What I know is, she’s not just a statistic in my equation

DBM: Please help me to understand something, are you waiting on him to choose you as his what, since he’s already married?

Takyiwaa: I want more; some level of commitment at least

DBM: So, you will put your life on hold for him to make up his mind about you?

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These Hoes Ain’t Loyal

Hello David,

I am a follower of your Facebook platform, so is my ex-wife. We were married for 7 years, and blessed with a son. I think sometimes you’re a little prejudiced when it comes to men and women on your page. Your conversations are always tailored around men treating their women right. Little is discussed about how women should treat their men. Are we not deserving of being treated right? Or as a man yourself, you mean to say your feelings aren’t that worth appreciating?

My ex-wife was so focused on herself and needs in our marriage, my own emotions and needs were placed on the sideline. She did not understand how to treat me right as her man. To the rest of the world, I was the monster making her unhappy in our marriage; but tell me Dave, which man in his right senses will be empowered to do more than the usual for a wife who refuses to put in the effort into making her man happy?

Things were okay between us in the beginning years of our marriage until I lost my job. And I pray no married man ever loses his job in this Ghana, and ends up relying on his wife; your marriage will break up. My experience wasn’t even a flat-out-firing. I was downsized, and I lost more than just my paycheck; I lost my wife’s genuine respect for my well-being. Trust me when I tell you these hoes ain’t loyal. Many of them marry men for their paychecks and employment statuses; love is just a word on their lips.

My wife stopped seeing and trusting the fact that I was working hard to find work; she stopped seeing the embarrassment I felt for being unemployed. Her expectations of me shifted; her usual routines at home suddenly changed, not because money was tight, but because I was depending on her to hold the family down. For the first time in our relationship, we weren’t on the same page with money, all because I was unemployed. Unfortunately for me, another man with a better job rather got my wife’s 100% attention, care and pampering. The very things I craved for because I thought the “I do” in our vows mandated our marriage to be my source of strength in times like these. But no, another man enjoyed my wife’s support and encouragement; he profited from my wife’s resourcefulness.

I became emotionally troubled – I missed out on a lot happening around me in my own home. In all honesty Mr. David, I wasn’t asking for much; I just wanted her kindness and compassion, that was why I had to recoup into taking two steps forward and one step back on my journey to maintaining a healthy marriage. While I tried to get our connection back to where it used to be, my wife was taking one step forward and four steps back. She was in love with someone else. She manipulated my feelings, tried also to guilt-trip me, and worst of it all – when I made a little mistake, my ex-wife would catalog all of my errors from 1952 with an elongated monologue.

When I forbade her from pursuing another love interest with her current husband, my ex-wife took up a voluntary total fasting exercise, starving herself almost to death. She would cook for me and our child, but refuse to eat. This continued for more than three months. She lost so much weight and grew lean, it was scary. I don’t know the story she was selling to family and friends because they all started believing she was suffering from battery and abuse. She wouldn’t answer the phone calls of her family and friends; she stopped going to work, and as a result, lost her job. Outsiders started vising our home unannounced, and at odd times to check on her. She told her siblings and best friend that I had isolated her from her family and friends, psychologically beaten her down and was physically threatening her. The day I heard her mother tell her she deserved to live free of fear, she filed for divorce. Three weeks after our separation, she started putting on weight again.

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