That Time I Encountered a Yoruba Demon

He looked good on paper!
Doctor. Nigerian. Christian. Cute. Tall. Yoruba.
No weird energy!⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Literally perfect to share with my besties and siblings. He was also ‘meet the parents worthy’ and he could very well be my last bus stop.

Our first date was great…ice cream at the waterfront.

So I let myself dream a little. I was ready to go from single to girlfriend in a matter of weeks which is totally unlike me.

But one day, I gushed about this fine specimen of a man to God. My prayer was a mix of “he is amazing” to “what do you think?” The only whisper I heard back was, “Get to know him!” It was clear as day.

I was a little irritated because I was ready to run this down the aisle. But I slowed my roller coaster heart down!

And in a matter of days, exactly two weeks after we met…the characters began to take shape and for the next 3–4 months of “getting to know him”…the traits jumped out.

• He was a gaslighter. He canceled every date we set that was not at his house, in his car, or at the waterfront and TRIED to make me feel like I was doing too much for pointing his BS out.
• He was possessive and jealous! He questioned every meeting or plan I had…