Pope Jilted by a woman?
One visit to my secondary school, a thousand flashbacks in my life’s journey…
Back in medical school, I had a deep admiration for a gorgeous lady in the social science programme whose presence always lit up my extremely stressed medical student soul. Every time I saw her, my heart would race ‘babum babum’, like a drumline in my chest. She had this way of engaging my mind, sparking thoughts that lingered long after she walked away. I used to tease her playfully, saying, “You must be exhausted because you’ve been roaming through my mind all day.”
Despite my demanding schedule, I always carved out time for her. Whether she needed help or simply company, I showed up. I almost failed an exam because I had to attend a long programme with her the night before the paper . But she rarely reciprocated. Her presence was sporadic, her attention conditional—she reached out only when it suited her. Eventually, I discovered the truth: she was deeply into another guy, someone she bent over backwards to spend time with.
That realisation stung. As much as I cared for her, I knew I had to let go.
In our fourth year, I transitioned from the main KNUST campus to the Komfo Anokye Teaching Hospital hostel. Out of nowhere, she started calling me frequently. Then came the visits. At first, I was flattered and hopeful—still single, still nursing a quiet affection. But soon, the pieces fell into place. The guy she fancied had moved on… with her own friend. She had been left behind in her final year.
That is why suddenly, I wasn’t invisible anymore. This cannot be love…
It hurt. Was I just her backup plan? A spare tyre she reached for when stranded?
I decided to have an honest discussion with her. I told her we could remain friends, but she shouldn’t expect the same energy from me again. I couldn’t give my all to someone who made me feel like an option. I don’t chase illusions. I give chances, yes—but the moment I see you are not genuine, I wise up. I know my worth, and I won’t play second to anyone.
She didn’t take it well. She called me a “killjoy” and accused me of being a heartbreaker. Her reaction was very dramatic—loud enough that people in the vicinity formed a negative impression of me. But I stood by my truth. Because sometimes, protecting your peace means disappointing someone who only valued you when they had no one else.
Reflection
You were never meant to be anyone’s afterthought. You are a one-of-a-kind design—crafted with intention, brilliance, and depth.
So, when someone or a job or any life situation, treats you like a convenience, a backup plan, or a placeholder for their selfish intentions, remember this: you are not available for casual choosing.
If someone, an organisation, a situation, etc cannot see your value in the light, don’t let them reach for you in the dark.
To prioritise someone who does not reciprocate is to betray your own dignity. The moment you begin to diminish your essence to align with another’s limited perception, you must choose to walk away or reclaim your truth. Not with bitterness, but with boldness. And if they discard you first, let that be your liberation—not your loss.
Because your worth isn’t negotiable, it doesn’t wait around to be noticed-It stands tall, even when it’s alone. Make rejection a positive redirection to your purpose!
Serenity Prayer
Dear Lord, help us to truly reflect Your image in purity and authenticity. Help us to always discern correctly, decide appropriately and act courageously and purposefully. Grant us the serenity to walk away when always treated as an option in any situation and may we never treat those who genuinely care about us as leftovers.
Amen
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An insightful and thought provoking article !!!
Thank you “Pope” !