Good day Mamalettes. I have an issue bugging my mind. I am a single mother, in early 30s. I had a very rough path before I finally scaled through. It all started when I got pregnant at 22 years, after my diploma course. I forfeited the plans my parents had for me with that pregnancy. I applied for Direct Entry to complete my education but then, my dad disowned me and I couldn't get help from my older cousins that usually supported me then. All roads seemed blocked. I was left with no other option than to move in with my boyfriend. I saw hell. He would beat me with electrical cables while pregnant. He won't give me money to eat. He never bought even an handkerchief for me. I wore torn clothes during my pregnancy. N.B, I was doing well before I got pregnant because my parents were there for me and I was also running my Catering business. So I had money to take care of myself and I never Asked him for a dime during the relationship. I was the one doing the spending in the relationship for four years before the pregnancy. But when I moved in with him and all my means of income stopped, reality set in that I was really in for trouble. I suffered in his hands till I put to bed. He didn't buy baby things. I used all my savings to feed and bought my baby things and when the money I had finished, I became a beggar on the street. Always begging people for money to eat, even to buy pure water to drink was very tough for me. Two days after I gave birth, I got admission for my Direct Entry but he said he would never send me to school that it was my parent's responsibility. My dad also said he stopped caring about me since I got pregnant. I lost the admission that year. I breastfed my baby on empy stomach on several occasions. I was so lean that I looked like HIV patient. I moved out of my boyfriend's house and returned to my parents', two months after I delivered, when he broke my baby's water flask on my head with hot water in it, because I insisted that he must drop money for feeding. To cut the story short, I suffered so much in his hands and those terrible memories are as fresh as yesterday and to make matters worse, my Ex never cared about his child. It's almost 9yrs and he has never asked after his child nor spent a dime on him. A year after I gave Birth to my baby, I applied again for admission and with the help of my mum, I returned to school for my BSc. My dad later forgave me and to God be the glory, I was retained where I did my NYSC with a very good salary. Although, I had my fair share in relationships and I realised that most guys I met were just after my money. Then I made up my mind to remain single, rather than marrying a nonentity like my EX and back to square zero. August last year, I met a guy. He's 37yrs, single. He's a Lab scientists but not doing so well. This guy is the direct opposite of all I want in a guy if at all I want to get married. I met him tru an elderly man in my area. He actually asked the man to persuade me that he loved me from the first day he saw me that he was ready for marriage b4 Dec. 2016. When the man told me about the guy, I revealed a bit of my story to him and he promised me that this guy was in for real. I decided to let down my guards and see if it would work out. When I got close to this guy, I was so pissed off with all I discovered. 1, he's very short. 2, his personal hygiene is zero. He has mouth odour and body odour. 3, he's so dirty that his clothes stinks and the armpit of his singlets were brown. 4, His mode of dressing is zero. He didn't have good clothes. All I saw on him was promo t-shirts and burial t-shirt. 5, to make matters worse, he's "broke". He spent his money on drinks "ogogoro" and wasn't even ashamed to display it until I tried to stop him from drinking and advise him to eat well instead.. I told the people close to me about him for advise. Some said i should let him go, others said I should brush him up to my taste. I decide to go with the latter. I started by buying him bath soap, body cream, facial cleanser and facial cream, perfumes, tooth paste, took him for body wash, bought him clothes and shoes, taught him how to bathe to eradicate the body odour. I spent my money on him and nurtured him in order to be presentable because I was ashamed to introduce him to people as my boy friend. I insisted that he kept clean shave because his hair and beards were very bushy and untidy so they looked irritating. I forgot to mention that he's a very jealous type. He's so jealous that I can't even talk to my male neighbours whenever he's in my place. I can't talk to my male relatives too. Anytime I mentioned a male name around him, he's always feeling insecure and accused me several times of having affairs with people like my security guard, my male colleagues whenever any of their names popped up in conversation. He even accused me of sleeping with my grand dad just because I went to visit my grand dad and I didn't inform him about it prior to my visit. He has never spent a kobo on me. His birthday last year, I surprised him with birthday cake, food and drinks. My birthday came, he didn't give me anything. On Xmas day, he didn't share any gift. On New year's nothing from him yet, he ate the largest share of the food. My son's birthday came, I got no support from him, while friends and relatives contributed on the celebration. He even took one of the cakes for himself. Valentines day came, he didn't buy me anything and didn't even take me out. Since then, I decided to drift slowly. Moreover, whenever I asked him to bring money for food, he wud tell me he didn't have money, yet, he eats like there's no tomorrow. He eats almost a moudle of garri at once, he can finish 3 cups of rice at once. He eats 7 big slices of yam. Yet, when I ask him for money to buy food stuffs, he wud tell me stories that his office owe him salary. This guy is so stingy that I dnt even know when he gets paid. He became a pest on my life. I was doing well and had rest of mind before I met him but ever since I gave him a chance into my life, he's become a burden on me and it really weighed me down. I ve been feeding him since 8months ago, clothed him and spent tirelessly on him just to make him feel good within himself and look presentable. I also thought I could grow to love him, maybe the hatred I had for my Ex had blinded me. But still, I found it difficult to cope wit him. Twice this year, I sat him down and analysed how this relationship was not working an I wanted to quit but he begged, cried and even blackmailed me emotionally that I didn't want it to work because I ve seen rich guys and I wanted to leave him. I am so depressed and this guy has refused to go. I've told him off calmly, sent him messages to quit this relationship that it's not working, I dnt love him, quarrelled with him, yet he won't go. I dnt want to marry someone that I wud regret for the rest of my life and someone I'm not proud to show off. I can't boast of him buying me anything in dis 8mnths relationship. I dnt even know his siblings. He keeps on hiding his parents' home address and pictures. I barely knew anything about him. Each time I look at him, I see a very poor and terrible future together. I dnt think I can cope with him. I dnt love him. I can't even stand him touching me, I will scream. Pls mamas and Papas. In the house, how else can I send this guy away. I'm tired of this relationship. Being single is far better than being married to this guy because I foresee him, taking me back to square zero. I've tasted poverty before and I pray never to see it again for the rest of my life. I work hard for my money and I want to enjoy my liberty again. This guy is choking me up. I'm not happy anytime he's around me. Please I need help on how to scare him away. Thank you.