For years I thought I was simply unlucky with men. Every relationship started out strong — the guy seemed solid, sometimes even successful — but within months his finances would fall apart. Jobs vanished, businesses tanked, and debts piled up fast. At first they called it coincidence. Then came the frustration, the quiet blame, and finally they left, carrying shame and anger.
It happened too often to brush off. One sold his car just to cover bills. Another watched a family company that had lasted generations collapse. One even told me straight out that I drained his luck. Those words cut deep. I started pulling away from dating altogether. Even male friends who helped me with money or worked with me briefly began facing sudden setbacks. I felt toxic, like something about me brought ruin.
The worst was the man I truly loved. Six months in, he lost everything. When he walked away broken, I hit my limit. I needed real answers. Late one night I found an online story that mirrored mine exactly, mentioning Doctor Bokko. The next morning I called. He listened without judgement and asked gentle questions about my family history, past relationships, and things from childhood I’d almost forgotten. Read more https://drbokko.com/?p=35918
