WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT

I was running out of baby food after I dropped my son in school I went to a mall close to his school after picking what I needed I went to the cashier to pay and of all people i could run into and of all days it was Daniel. I saw him and pretended not to see him he saw me and acted all excited tried hugging him I pushed him ,I tried making my payment and he insisted on paying for me I ignored him and packed my things to leave he paid and followed me behind. He was begging me to atleast talk to him so I stopped to listen to the rubbish he had to say.He went on apologizing to me for the way he treated me,and that he was back for good. I told him I had forgotten him long ago,he asked me if sincerely I was pregnant for him I told him I wasn't he asked me who I bought the baby things for I told him my father's wife he felt I was still angry and kept begging I just walked away from him. After that day the next day he came visiting in my house nobody was home it was just me, good thing my son was in school already he ce begging me again that I should give him a chance again, and I should tell him the truth if I was really pregnant for him I was tired of going round so I told him yes,that I had a son for him he wanted to meet him I told him I would let him meet him when I was ready so he left. My sister came back,eve my sister was visiting when they heard what was happening they urged me to let my son's father meet with his son, I should allow my son get close to his dad and family so I will have time for myself and my son too will have a father. That was how I allowed Daniel meet his son and my son started going visiting to his father's house. Daniel's mother was nice and just when I thought that something could come out from meeting Daniel,just when I thought we might have a relationship I started seeing violent spirit in him. He was aggressive even to his mom so I withdrew I only allowed my son go stay with his people I visit them sometimes my son comes home to me but I allowed him stay there with them and as my boy was growing he became understanding and loving.sometimes when I visited I would just see him and will immediately want to go he will smile and tell me he knows I don't want his dad and grandma to see me,he will kiss me on the cheek and run inside. That boy was the reason I really wanted to work hard. I had to close the gas business I had on because nothing was coming out of it,my father's wife ran me dry I needed money for myself,for my son and I needed to go back to school and I needed to leave this house but their was no one I could ask for help and no one would help me if I asked. Their was this man in our neighborhood that always liked me and he had made advances at me severally I decided to go to him for help I asked him for little money I could use to register myself back in school he told me he would only help me if I would let him sleep with me. I left him and went about meeting the other men interested in me but they all said the same thing. I came home locked myself in the room and thought about my life the only man that was ever ready to help me without asking for anything in return was 6ft underground I had no one else to turn to for help. I needed education,I felt like I needed to live life,I'm not in a relationship after all I have known suffer only till now so I deserved to be spoilt. The next day I went back to the first man he had sex with me and gave me money enough money for school registration,I was so happy I went to the next man he gave me enough money I was more than okay. That was how I started sleeping around with men for money call it prostitution but the world was evil enough no one would help you for free. I started living my life that way and started losing my morals. As long as I was happy and comfortable as long as I wasn't doing bad to anybody I was justifying my actions. I got enough money moved out of the house enrolled myself in college for a 2years program I just needed certificate. Once in awhile I visited my son with gift I became comfortable. I even went as far as learning skills from my sister Jane who was a fashion designer and hair dresser but I have lost my morals I could have used the money I got from those men to set up business for myself but I lost it all didn't want to work. I have suffered enough, I went through hell now I'm seeing a little comfort I was all cried out I deserved to be happy. I felt the life I was in currently was happiness even my father who now is a father of two children usually calls me to beg me for money the same man that deserted me and never cared and his lousy wife now they are calling for help. I still helped not minding atleast I'm not the one that need their help now. I normally sent money to my brother too I know how it felt being alone and feeling like you don't have anyone I made sure to make my brother feel like he has someone. I wasn't in for love anymore since what every man wanted was sex any man that met me all they were interested in was sex so I give it to them and go with my money with no emotion.