13/08/2025
I made a mistake I deeply regret, and it’s now haunting every part of my relationships. For 15 years, I have worked as a banker, a career I started right after graduating from university. I remember the joy and pride of getting my first job. On my first day, I met Margaret, a woman who quickly became my closest friend and mentor. She taught me everything about the banking world, and through her guidance, I rose to become a top banker.
But despite the promotions, the houses, and the expensive cars, my heart feels empty. I have no man I can truly call mine.
Margaret didn’t just mentor me professionally—she also introduced me to a different side of life. One day, she told me, “Let me teach you how some female bankers become wealthy. We identify male clients with millions in their accounts and treat them specially.” At first, I was shocked. But slowly, I found myself following her path. I dated about five wealthy men, became rich, and enjoyed a glamorous lifestyle. Yet, most of these men were married or eventually left for someone new.
Now, at 45, I find myself dating men who want to settle down, but I keep comparing them to my past lovers. I can’t imagine being with an average working man. They either get frustrated and leave or can’t keep up with my lifestyle. When I realized love wasn’t working for me, I thought of having a child. But my current partner, suspecting my plan, always uses double protection.
I’m trapped. I crave wealth so deeply that I can’t bring myself to be with someone who isn’t rich. Meanwhile, I’m getting older, and most of my friends are already married with families. I don’t know how to break free from this cycle.
I need help—before it’s too late.
