at the time, a roller coaster that was about to hurdle us 100 mph into the air with belts tightened in places you don’t want belts tightened.
But when he asked me the secret to finding The One, I knew the answer instantly. Seriously, Stop Looking for The One I remember in my 20s being obsessed with looking for .
Church services were spent scanning the aisles, my eyes resting on a My life was spent walking in circles with bags filled with crap.
So I attracted travelers with the same set of luggage on the same journey.
My most memorable correspondence came from an online man whose profile name was Tee Up4Us. I told her she was married to a pathological liar and consummate cheater and she should divorce him before he crushes her heart.
I would give up on having children of my own if it meant being with her.
I dated a lot on and e Harmony, looking for the right man.
I dealt with tire-kickers, trailer dwellers and man-skanks. Teeup4Us back telling her I suspected he was married.
What no one tells you when you move back home with your degree and fabulousity in tow, is that married men don't all come as the big belly sugar daddy Nollywood Ogas.
They don't tell you that some of the married men you'll meet will be middle-aged, attractive, "good", hardworking, intelligent dudes that would be perfect for you if they were not married. Did all the kind of things that boyfriends and girlfriends do. I mean I didn't get the this is my girl friend introduction (HA!