The most painful memory I have is of when I walked away
and you let me leave.
*A DIVORCED SINGLE MOTHER WROTE*_
I am writing to you in order to make someone understand that it’s good to appreciate our partners despite their flaws.
I am 32 years of age.
My ex husband and I dated for 6 years.
We where best of friends.
I waited until he completed college and started work.
My family and his family then met.
We got married and had a son. (7 years old now).
My husband was short tempered at times but our problems started when I wanted to make him feel he couldn’t control me.
Every time we argued, I would pack my bags, go to my family and explain.
My sisters would phone my husband and shout at him.
If he was controlling me I would always dare him that if he wished, he could divorce me.
I never wanted divorce.
I just had pride and I never wanted to look like a loose woman in his eyes.
One day I pushed him so hard that for the first time he beat me and locked me outside.
I went to my family, my family took him to the police, every time I looked like I was being abused!
But to be honest, I used to abuse my husband emotionally.
He was arrested and detained.
I was asked by his family to withdraw the case.
I felt that what I was doing was wrong.
My husband was never a violent man, he did what he did because I pushed him to the wall of which he openly knelt down and apologized.
I withdrew the charge, and we reconciled.
After three months, I packed my bags after a small issue and he remained alone.
After two days, I
received a call that he was in the hospital.
My family told me that I shouldn’t go there because it would look like I was begging him and my sisters believed he was feigning the illness.
All this time, people felt sorry for me like I was the one being abused.
He spent a week in the hospital, after he came out, I just received a divorce summon.
I wanted to say no to divorce, but because I felt this pride, I wanted him to change his mind and beg me.
I called him and said he would get the divorce because I lived like I was in hell.
When we went to court, I wanted to make him pay, so I told the court that I needed his properties to be shared.
To my surprise he openly told the court that whatever he and I acquired together should be given to me, all he wanted was divorce.
We were divorced in 2009 July.
Now, my husband is married, whilst l am here wasted!
My family members are gossiping about me.
I depend on what my ex husband gives to my son for survival.
I know I wasted my
marriage.
I am here telling all wives that they should be careful how they get advise.
Don’t be cheated, don’t entertain family interference in your marriage my dear reader.
Even my young sisters are much more respected than me.
Those who encouraged me to get divorced are always teasing and bad mouthing me.
Please ladies, be vigilant in your marriage.
Thought it wise to share my story to save your marriage.
There is no benefit in pride for nothing.
*SOMETIMES IT’S NOT THE MAN’S FAULT AT ALL, IT’S YOUR PRIDE,AND THE PEOPLE YOU ALLOWED TO ADVISE YOU,SO BE WISE AND VIGILANT IN YOUR MARRIAGE*
Gone are the days when I used to write your name
on the fog covered windshields with my fingers.
Now it’s etched all over these broken pieces of my dark heart.
Was I growing up or growing apart?
You can’t be fixed by the same person
who broke you!
I’m tired of getting my hopes up for things
that I know will never happen.
I learned that people leave.
even if they have promised a thousand times that they won’t.
Women who fall in love or marry men because of money must never criticize prostitutes; they are of the same profession. The only difference is that they work in the private sector while the prostitutes work in the public sector.
Remember when you stayed up till 3am talking to someone? Where are they now?
You should have just slept
😢I know I don’t wear a Redbat n I know I don’t wear DH 😭but am I not a person??don’t I deserve to be loved like those who have them??I know I don’t have the expensive things😟yeah I know I am broke😿but the question is don’t I have the same heart as everyone??you might even find that mine is filled with more love than those who wear expensive things😊I don’t have those clothes to travel with because am poor n broke😲so am I not a person???
This question is for poor people like me💔asking those who thinks having fancy things is an achievement
You know something is wrong, when you can’t remember the last time you were truly happy…
Tell a lie once and all your truths will become questionable.
That’s why it’s very important to take care of someone’s trust because once you break it, it will never be the same again.
Out of all of your lies, I love you, was my favorite.
Stop asking if I’m okay, I’m tired of lying
“I’m slowly learning to not waste time on people who fail to see my worth”
I love people. Humans are good they are made perfect by the creator. But they deviate themselves,,from what was promised.
Missing someone who’s passed away is a whole different type of heartache
