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NARRATIVE NUMBER ONE
MARRIED TO A SPOUSE WHO KILLS YOUR VALUE  - PART 2

Good morning Stella,

I want to believe you had a wonderful Valentine's Day. My name is Florence, I sent you my story about 2 years ago, please find link below......

http://www.stelladimokokorkus.com/2014/08/married-to-spouse-who-kills-your-value.html?m=1

I honestly felt the need to let you know how it all turned out today.

After I read the responses from blog visitors, I was more confused than ever on which way to go. To abandon the marriage or stay back and fight for the kind of home I desire.

I chose to stay, within that period it was the same story all over again, at this point our Pastors were fed-up, my family wanted a break, his family too embarrassed to do much because he just wouldn't listen to anyone.

Some time last year, we had the biggest fight of all, I went for a women's fellowship meeting on a Sunday and came back by 9pm, by the time I got home he had locked me out of the house and refused me entry, I was so pressed from spending so much time on traffic, I begged this man, please let me use the restroom, I had to go to the backyard to ease myself. While I was doing that, he snatched my phone and ran. By the time I met up with him at the gate this guy had already called two ladies I went with to verify if my traffic story was true. I tried reaching for my phone, he got infuriated and started beating me even calling the gateman to get garden spears for him to kill me. That I have no one who would dare ask him questions.

Our neighbors came out, Stella we stay in a mini estate of 8 flats, in all the years I have known my husband even before we got married, there has never been any such incident of a couple fighting outside. The shame and disgrace I faced that day, is not something I will forget in my life time. While the neighbours intervened he kept on telling them I was the one attacking him, they found it hard to believe because it was my screams that alerted them.

After things had settled, they asked me to go in, I told them I was done with the marriage and there was no way I was going to sleep under the same roof with someone who just threatened my life. Even when a couple offered to let me sleep in their house, he said he would have issues with them if they did. I slept in my car that night. By 5am, I drove to my family house with the bruises and blood all over my clothes, my family didn't need to talk much, I made the decision to separate myself from that toxic marriage.

For a month, we were separated, he went as far as changing the locks to prevent me from taking my things. I was a wreck, I prayed, I cried, I was drained emotionally. As the days went by, I picked myself up and started appreciating the peace I had without him. His Uncle kept calling that it wasn't the best decision to be away, I didn't want to be influenced by anyone so I wasn't listening because I alone knew the horror I faced in that home.

My husband called a friend of mine from primary school through university to complain, she chose to take it upon herself to counsel us. Her hubby spoke to him at length, my hubby gave his reason for the monstrous behavior as a result of me not giving him food after a misunderstanding we had two weeks after our wedding. Stella by the following morning of the incident, I apologized, begged, knelt down and promised it would never happen again. But he chose to carry out these acts of wickedness for that mistake. My friend's husband was shocked and told him that was the height of wickedness and not love, 2 wrongs don't make a right. It was a case of killing an ant with a sledge hammer. I moved back to my matrimonial home after series of counselling with them.

In the past 7 months, things have improved to a large extent but I don't feel a thing for this man, I may be smiling one minute but I just have a flash back and I can't stand him. The pain, hurt, disgrace I have experienced, this man has fought with me on the street, in church, at home without any shame or self control. I have been called barren by him and people, yet he has never brought money for me to buy something as little as pregnacare, not to talk of going to the hospital with me. This man has shown me the true meaning of wickedness that I never knew existed.

This Valentine's Day and he kept telling me how much he loved me, I couldn't even bring myself to say I like you, I just kept mute. How do I get past this hatred, I feel like I don't have it in me to forgive again, I have prayed, fasted, rebuked the devil's voice in my head reminding me of the past.

Please I need sincere advice..... 




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NARRATIVE NUMBER TWO
SMITTEN BY THE WRONG KINDA LOVE

Stella, I hope this mail meets you well. Thanks for starting such a platform to share our personal issues.

Here is my chronicle

I'm a 24 year old girl, running her personal business. I've been single for a while now. I met one guy months ago but I left him due to his anger issues. The relationship got really insultive so I left.

Fast forward to a month ago, my friend invited me to her sisters wedding, I was looking all pretty and stuff. This guy Mr T walked up to me,exchanged numbers, chatted everyday, I fell in love in no time and he dint deny me his love either. 

Truth is I crave love! Im been single for a while, never gotten a valentine gift and stuff. It's either I meet a new person after valentine or we break up before valentine.

 I found out days ago that Mr T is married with a daughter. I was more than disappointed, to think that I asked him the first day he came visiting, but he ignored the question. He keeps tabs on me every time,confessing his love and all. I love him too but he is married. He says being married doesn't change anything. He comes over all the time to my place of work to see me.

I'm confused on what to do, Mr T is what every lady will ask God for. Help me Stella! Help me blog visitors. Just when I needed love the most, I found it but with a married guy. I want to leave him but I have gotten soo used to him, he calls every minute.

Help!!!! I don't want to have anything to do with a married man, because I wouldn't want to be treated that way.