I SLEPT WITH HIM AND I LOST MY WOMB AND OVARIES.

A Painful Journey I Can't Forget” 

I SLEPT WITH HIM AND I LOST MY WOMB AND OVARIES. 

I never thought I would be in a situation like this. I never thought I would feel so lost and confused. But here I am, telling my story, anonymously. I hope by sharing this, it helps me understand myself better and, maybe, helps someone else avoid going down the same path.

I met a man a few years ago. He was older than me, much older. In fact, he was my dad’s relative, and that should’ve been my first red flag. Everyone warned me about him. They told me he had a history of dating young women, and that he had a reputation for being a "player." People said he was rich, but that he was always changing women. He liked them younger, and he was always buying them expensive gifts. He would give them huge allowances and even cars. The women he was with seemed to live a life of luxury, and I guess that’s why I wanted to be with him, too.

At first, it all seemed like a dream. I was getting attention from a man who could give me things that most people could only dream of. But as time passed, I began to notice something disturbing. Every woman who had been with him before me looked... well, sick. They didn’t look happy, and they seemed miserable. I thought it was just because they had lost the benefits that came with being with him, the gifts and the money. But as time went on, I began to feel something was very wrong.

I went ahead and dated him anyway. I thought I could handle whatever came my way. But when we were intimate, things started to change. At first, it was enjoyable, but every time we were together, I started feeling a strange pain. It was unlike anything I had experienced before. At first, it was just a little uncomfortable, but then it started to feel worse. It felt as if his manhood was growing larger and causing me great pain. Each time we were together, the pain seemed to get worse. It felt like my body was being stretched in ways that didn't seem right.

I tried to ignore it at first. I told myself it was something I just had to get used to. After all, I wanted the life that came with being with him—the money, the luxury, the status. I convinced myself that the pain was just a part of the deal. But deep down, I knew something wasn’t right. It was more than just physical discomfort; I began to feel emotionally drained, too. The relationship was taking a toll on me in ways I couldn't explain.

Months passed, and the inevitable happened. He dumped me. There was no reason, no explanation. He simply moved on to another woman, just like he always did. It hurt, but I was also numb. I had expected it, but I didn’t know how to deal with it. I had invested so much time and energy into this man, and in the end, it all felt like it meant nothing.

We had to keep our relationship a secret. No one approved of us being together. His family, my family, and friends—everyone was against it. But somehow, I still held on, thinking that the things I was getting out of it made up for all the negativity around us.

But things didn’t get better. In fact, they got worse. I began losing weight, and I looked terrible. I felt like I was losing myself, physically and emotionally. I went for an HIV test, worried about what might have happened during our time together. The results came back negative, and for a moment, I felt relieved. But then I decided to go for a full-body checkup just to make sure everything was okay.

That’s when I learned something I never expected. The doctors couldn’t find my womb or my ovaries. They were gone. Completely gone. I had one child before I started dating him, and everything had been fine. But now, suddenly, I didn’t have any explanation for what had happened. I couldn’t understand how or why it happened. I was left with more questions than answers.

How could I have lost something so important? Where did they go? Why did no one tell me? I was left wondering how this could have happened, and why I had been so blind to it all. It felt like my body had betrayed me, but I didn’t know why.

I thought about how much I had been through—how much pain I had endured, not just physically, but emotionally as well. I had spent so much time chasing after a man who didn’t care about me, someone who used his wealth and power to control the women in his life. He gave them material things, but at what cost? I realized that all of the money and gifts in the world couldn’t make up for the pain and emptiness I felt inside.

Looking back now, I wish I had listened to the warnings. I wish I had respected myself enough to walk away before things got so out of hand. But I was blinded by the idea of living a life of luxury, of having everything that money could buy. I thought that being with him would make me happy, but in the end, it only left me feeling empty.

I don’t know what happened to my womb or ovaries. The doctors couldn’t explain it. I don’t know if it was something that happened because of the relationship or if it was something else. But I do know that I’ve learned a painful lesson through all of this. I’ve learned that some things in life aren’t worth the price we pay for them.

I’ve learned that no amount of money or gifts can replace my health and happiness. I’ve learned that being with the wrong person can cost you more than you can imagine. And I’ve learned that no matter how much you try to ignore the red flags, the truth always comes out in the end.

So, to anyone who is reading this: please, don’t make the same mistake I did. Don’t let yourself be blinded by what someone can give you. Your happiness and health are more important than anything. It’s never too late to walk away from a toxic relationship. You deserve better than that.

I’m still trying to figure things out. I’m still trying to understand what happened to me, and why I let myself get so caught up in something that wasn’t good for me. But one thing I know for sure is that I’ll never make the same mistake again. I’ve learned the hard way, and I hope that by sharing this, I can help someone else avoid the pain that I’ve gone through.

Thank you for listening to my confession. I hope it serves as a reminder to love yourself enough to walk away from anything that’s not right for you.

• Anonymous