Never Choose an Enemy as a Lover

Never Choose An Enemy As A Lover.. MY EXPERIENCE

So today is the first time ever that I will be putting out my blog. So let’s jump right into it!!

Never choose an enemy as a lover... I’m speaking from experience with the father of my child. It is always an exciting thing to get into a relationship isn’t it?

Many times there are signs that were given (RED FLAGS) to not enter, but we forced ourselves, because we thought we were all right until everything hits ROCK bottom. Now I know many of you are reading my blog, and you might be thinking “ how would I have known, or how will I know that they are an enemy?”

Mates, the signs that are given to us are just too real, and by now as mature adults who have been in relationships before, we shouldn’t be fooled more than three times, and if you are wise, it will happen to you only once. Did I just say three times? Does that mean I wasn’t wise, because it happened to me more than three times, and I am not speaking about just sexually, but from liking a guy to then going on dates, or better yet, talks on the phone. I got played over and over again to the point where I thought I wasn’t good enough. I got my heart broken over and over again, but what really got to me was explaining to the father of my child when I first met him “everything,” knowing he was an older man. I poured my heart out to him, and guess what he did? He tried to reassure me that I will get someone to love me, not knowing that he had his eyes on me....

Let’s jump the GUN! I’m all the WAY in...

We got into a sexual relationship, he poured out his heart to me, and told me that he really loved me, and because of all that I had been through (in my past we'll cover that later) I never wanted to be with somebody at the time.

He never left my side. I was scared, because of who he was, but in the blink of an eye after all the grooming, he finally went straight in!

I actually thought at one point he never goes home. It kept on for a while until I fell pregnant. When I found out about my pregnancy, I told him that I wanted an abortion, because I wanted to protect him, and his identity. He said no because he wanted a baby with me, and maybe three more. A lot started running through my mind like how will I tell my friends? Who will I say that the dad is? Then, I stopped, and I thought for a while, is this man for real? More kids for someone who is on the other side of the world? It is not possible, especially with the family I have.

Everyday, he would come cuddling and kissing my tummy, massaging me, and before you know it... something else happens.

He had me exactly where he wanted. Despite a few good moments between us he moved on to someone else who wasn’t pregnant. He started giving all the excuses in the world. He would have tried to lie in order to get his way, but I became the FBI LOL. I wouldn’t let him–I would find him out! Things started getting sour, because he never liked me tracking him down, and he thought he was a big man, and should be able to do anything that he liked. We were cool, because he could tell me anything, and most times he would tell me who he liked, and when I asked, would you like to have sex with them? He replied, NO!

I should have known, as, guess what? It is the same women that he mentioned one by one, as he jumped into their knickers with a trace for me to find out.

He started drifting away from me... When he came around, I never wanted to have sex with him, because I knew he would leave from one person to the next on the same day. How does he do it? I don’t know and now I don’t want to find out.. Check out my blog on Tuesday May 14, 2019 for part three!

From your girl,

CocoPosh