VICTORY AT LAST!!!

OMG!

OMG!!

OMG!!

''Stella, this has got to be the best day of my life. I am free, free, free, I am free at last Stella. I am free from the shackles and chains of bondage.

When I read or hear people say "It's better to cry in a BENTLEY than a BEETLE or OKADA", I always laughed and said go myself " these people don't know what they are talking about". E get the kind cry wey poor man no get mind to make anybody cry, I swear down.

I have been married for 15 years to this bastard.Right from when I was young, I planned and purposed in my heart go marry a rich man because my hone was a polygamous one with little to go round, my mum believed in education so she made sure we went go school(thank God for free education), going to the university was a major challenge but I went with management here and there. 

After Nysc,i got a job with an airline, in the line of duty, I met the beast who later became my husband. First thing he did was to stop me from working, said he didn't like the job, I quit but wanted to look for another job even if it was a teaching job but he refused, he said he could take care of his wife,I became a full time housewife. 

He did not place me on a monthly allowance, I had to ask him for every Damn thing including money go buy sanitary pad. If I asked for clothes or jewellery, he will take me to the store, I pick with his approval then he pays. He does the shopping for groceries with his sisters, my own na to cook, I do not handle money at all. If that was all, it would have been good. This man beats me up like his life depended on it, if he calls me and I don't respond fast, na slap, if I try to explain, serious beating. He would always call me useless and good for nothing. 

At will, he sends me away from the room to stay with the children,sometimes, for weeks.
I wasn't allowed to bring friends home or visit friends. I was starved of sex,i became tired of life, I wanted to leave but because of the children and maybe big car and big house too, I kept holding on.

Three years ago, my younger sister got married to a guy who works with external affairs, shortly after, they were posted out of the country, with the help of my sister. We have been plotting my escape from. Bondage without the animal knowing. 

Two months ago, all was set for my 3 kids and I to relocate , I became bold in the house, he noticed, I guess he was too surprised to react. Then 2days ago, Thursday 27th of November 2014, my husband called my and asked me"whats been exciting you? when last did I beat you? You are long overdue for beating",
I looked at him, shook my head, called him a mad fool and made to walk away. The next thing I saw were stars, Jesus, that slap was deafening,i was vexed.

 Stella, with all the energy I could muster, I slapped the monster, he staggered and rushed into the room to get a belt, we struggled with the belt and began fighting, all the anger bottled up over the past 15 years came to my brain, Stella, I beat this man ehn....ase Ko ti e le, big for nothing oppressor, I beat the demon out of him, he got in dressed up and left with an instruction that I should leave his house with my children latest by Sunday and I shouldn't take the car he bought for me. 

I'm sure he expects me to beg as I usually do but he's so in for a shock.
Last night, one of his sisters came to make trouble, I beat her silly,she dey mad.

This morning, as early as 6am, cab came to pick my children and I o with our little suitcases, we dash him all else! 

Stella and BVs, wish me well as I start a new chapter in my life.

*Please let me take one of my seats..too shocked.