My girlfriend once told me: “Even if you ever go broke, I’ll still be here.” I believed her. Then life tested the theory. One random Tuesday, my account was sitting on ₦1,127. Salary delayed. Everything just slow. She called: “Babe, come and see me. I miss you.” I told her the truth: “I don’t even have transport.” She paused. “So you can’t find a way?” I said: “There is no ‘way’ inside my pocket, please.” She said “Okay. Goodnight.” That was it. Love expired. What she didn’t know is I had a GFT funded account running, and my payout was in two hours. I literally had money on the way but she could not wait 120 minutes. That was the day I realised: Some people don’t love you. They love instant access to you. If she had waited two hours, she would still be “my ride or die” today. Instead? She’s my lesson. GFT is my blessing.