I’m a lady in my mid-20s with 2 kids (God’s plan), not legally married but cohabiting with my baby daddy. So, we stay in the same compound with my mother-in-law but in a different apartment, she somehow doesn’t like me, she’s harsh, insulting, and all. Sometime last year he had financial problems, and with the little he had, we’d eat and save for the baby because I was pregnant and have a daughter too. I don’t know, maybe she thinks I’m the one that’s not letting her son give her money, because it’s a lot. The ones that pained me so much were the curses she’d be laying indirectly at me, saying; anybody that she accepts in here that doesn’t want her to do this or that will die untimely, will suffer sickness and many more. I used to feel very bad because I’ve not done anything bad to this woman. May God fight for me! She lays curses severally apart from insults o. One day, she was like you take husband, tie am down, you no let him see things do.
I felt very bad that day too because haha, why will I be happy that he doesn’t have one? There was a day too that she was like, “Very soon, the person who has the battle will carry it and leave this house”. She’s making some spiritual efforts to separate us. I’ve been told in church and was told to do something, though I wasn’t told who was behind it. Thinking back on everything, I wasn’t at peace. Whenever I stayed alone, I cried. All this was making me lose interest. So, early this year, I made a brave/stupid decision. I had an ex I’ve always loved. I texted him, and we started talking again. Since then, I’ve been happy and don’t even seem to care anymore. But today, I was caught. I lied because I didn’t want it to be like, “But you said he’s your ex,” and it happened that the story I told was even worse. This man is saying that when I go to school, it’s him I go to meet to have sex with, that’s why I don’t want to have it with him all this while, and that I sleep around. Whereas the person I’m talking to is even far away.
I’ve never cheated on him since we’ve been together. He called his number and ranted, collected my phone from me, texted my friend, and said that he used his money to buy it, so it’s not mine. He in$ulted me. I tried to collect my phone back, and in the process, while fighting back, he strangled me, and I almost died. He said he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me again. Even though he’s cheated so much in the past, I forgave him, but he was so pained about this. I don’t know what to do. I’m so sad, and the person who can comfort me doesn’t want to talk either. Maybe I’ll just get serious with my life. I need to make this money. I have a skill; I just have to find customers and hustle hard to take care of my kids, graduate, and take care of myself.
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