Good afternoon Bahama drama please keep me anonymous. I know that this is dangerous for my mental health but I notice that this man has a lot of women on the side
as he’s still dating me. But still there’s something about him that is so attractive that makes me chase after him even more when he doesn’t call me back for days.
First I is say to myself that I’m done with him. Then a few days later I’m blowing up his number and I don’t know why or what it is but he really has me hooked on phonics.
And he’s a jet black short Haitian. He can’t even speak English to well to make this so bad for me.
He acts like he doesn’t need me but when we’re together he acts like I’m all that he needs. I don’t really understand him maybe that’s why I can’t let this thing go and just let those other hoes have him because all of them want him for themselves away.
I feel like I’m just one of his many hoes.
I buy him the most clothes before. I’ve even brought him shoes given him money when he said that he was broke.
I just don’t understand why he won’t just leave them girls alone and be with only me.
He really needs to make his mind up before immigration gets involved.
I love him with all my heart but he really needs to make up his mind this time. Love me only or go back Haiti.
And I’m dead serious. Because he told me himself that his papers wasn’t straight in the Bahamas.
And I have immigration phone number on speed dial.
One phone call and him and his family go back Haiti.
I hate to say it like this but Candice always gets what Candice wants Mr.
Him not letting those other girls go might cost him. Because it’s making me feel like he’s a womanizer.
Only womanizes is have more than one woman chasing after them. I ready to get married to him to get his papers straight and all.
So I’m gonna need him to commit before I end up getting pregnant with Haitian creole baby.
Good afternoon Bahama drama please give me anonymous. Because I don’t need women in here coming at me sideways and name calling.
Everyone learn from their mistakes right? And the story I’m about to tell is one of my worst.
7 years ago I met a guy at the supermarket who was shopping for groceries with his toddler in hand who he later said was now 4 years old and lived with him.
He later told me that his Mommy died giving birth to him as we got to know one another.
This guy used to cook and clean for me whenever he would visit my house he treated me like I was a princess and in doing so I thought that he was pretending just so that I can fall in love with him and then he could hurt me badly.
So no matter what good he showed me or did towards me I always kept my guards up throughout the whole relationship and when it came to seeing other people behind his back I had no problem with it because I felt as though he would hurt me anyway eventually.
Whenever I would then visit him and his 4-year-old at his house I can say that it was always immaculately clean even though he was a single father that had a toddler to take care of by himself.
Never did he ask me to babysit or to watch his child
But instead always ask me is there anything else that he could do for me and my children. And as always I responded with yes they need this and they needed that.
I was very unconsiderate of his underpaying job and him struggling to take care of his own responsibilities due to his income.
As the months passed by and he got more deeply into me I grew even further away from my feelings towards him because he was just too perfect to be real.
Later on after about a year and a half he discovered my side pieces and still forgave me after telling him that I didn’t care if he forgave me or not I was not happy with him this I said to try and break him from being the man that I thought that he was pretending to be.
But instead of just leaving me he got even sweeter bringing me flowers to my job with candy and singing telegrams and which infuriated me because now I knew that he definitely could not be real.
As my coworkers greeted me and were all happy and clapping saying what a good man I have I started to tear him down verbally to my coworkers that didn’t even know the man so far to the point that they now hated him just as I think I probably did because of his perfection.
Never in my life had someone treat me as if though I was so special that they would put everything aside just for me as if though I was the most important thing in the world to them but him.
I remember as if it was just last week that soon I cheated again on him and he caught me holding hands with a guy out to fish fry one Sunday night.
As he confronted me the guy I was with being a thug and gangster that he was he later summoned up his gang member friends and they beat this man so badly as I watched and didn’t even understand why I wasn’t sorry for him at all because to me he was one of those fake niggas who is end up hurting you.
He had to be hospitalized and his mother decided to take her grandbaby from him because he stopped going to work everyday as he used to just trying to watch me and who I was cheating on him with.
By my behavior I had now turned a decent man into a stalker and ruined his decent reputation after only a year and 6 months into the relationship boy was I toxic.
Fast forward today I’m in a relationship and have had many relationships where I was always treated like trash and even physically abused on multiple occasions by multiple men.
Kicked choked stumped and almost shot after being shot at by lover’s.
I’m not even sure who all of my children are by at this point in my life but they have people that believe they’re the fathers.
All of my children look like someone else who is probably the real father but this I tell no one but keep as my inner shame.
Thinking about that man who was so perfect that I had to destroy him. I feel some type of way today as I passed by him walking on the side of the road talking out of his head and it’s because of me why he lost his mind.
I remember reading a story on your page similar to this and I was blown away after reading it because I had done the same thing to a guy before. I couldn’t help but to think that there are a lot of people who are doing this to good men besides the me of my past.
I just hope that it doesn’t come back on me or my children because all I have are boys.
But I know that I have learned a hard lesson though and that is to allow people to be what they seem to be without casting judgment about who they’re not.
I always pray that God could forgive me for what I did.
I is even take him sandwiches whenever I see him walking or sitting on the side of the road by a building still talking to himself out of his head because of me.
One of my friends jokingly said that I should take him in and clean him up but he is way to far gone for me to fix.
And I’m woman enough to admit that I fucked up a good Bahamian man.
Good afternoon Bahama drama please keep me anonymous. Me and my children’s Daddy have been together from high School and dated off and on through the years after several breakups
the last being last year November when we got into an argument because of a past fidelity mistakes in which he could not come to grasp with and forgive me as I did his transgressions
against me instead he began to get loud and shove me pushing me and then striking me in my stomach knowing that I was 7 months pregnant with someone else’s child
how could a man that says that he loves you ever hurt you this way I asked myself back then.
I have children from him as well and no one whom I’ve slept with or dated ever had injury me while I was carrying his child
even though we were not together at different times.
I don’t know if I can ever forgive him for what he did to me on that day.
I left him outside knocking on my door this morning saying that he wanted to see his children
but I was too afraid even now to let him in to see his children while my baby who he had struck while I was pregnant is laying here.
she is now an autistic child because of his blow to my body when I was pregnant.
No matter how angry you get with a pregnant woman you never are supposed to beat her up or strike her because you could not only cause a lot of injury to her but also her unborn child.
I never called the police and press charges on him because I didn’t want him to lose his government job at customs.
I just cried bled a lot and later had to be taken to the hospital to be checked on but now I have a daughter who is a living with the effects of that deadly blow from the father of my other children.
I was just laying down listening to your voice note and people may be upset but you on point. But no matter what is said, there is no hope for Social Services as long as there are no changes at the top, in terms of managers and supervisors and HR. There is also a need for retraining and rebuilding from the bottom to the top. Look around, many key persons will retire in a few years and some of those next in line do not inspire you with confidence. The bottom line, we are not truly serving our clients and those most in need of help. Further, our staff remain the lowest paid in the public service but with some of the highest stress levels, pressure and demand. The majority of us make minimum wage and the permanent staff are not in much better position than the permanent staff and promotion is very slow or non-existent. But no matter what you do, until the issue of proper salary, promotions and confirmations are addressed, the bitterness and anger among staff will not begin to dissipate The bottom line is without income the staff can’t provide for themselves and their families because as Maslow’s Hierarchy of Need would argue, you can’t address other needs untill the basic needs for survival such as food, clothing, shelter etc are met. It is simply time to address these problems and have honest conversations on the next move or you will lose young staff. The old tools of intimidation and victimization by managers will not work, people are just too fed up. I note that we have a new PS and head of HR, so hopefully this is the beginning of plans for training and development but, the staff needs hope if they are to serve the community. We need to strengthen our pillars, put down steel and prepare the foundation for a new Social Services because the old one is crumbling right before our eyes. All the best to you and your family.
*_Deuteronomy 6: 6-7 (New Living Translation)_*
_And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands that I am giving you today. Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up._
