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Greetings Stella.

As a spinster I was very fat, because of my weight problem, I developed a high level of inferiority complex. 

I met my husband about 10 years ago, he was someone I grew up with, they left the neighborhood and later moved back. He came to ask for my hand in marriage, I didn't like him ,he neither had good looks nor money. 

But my parents forced me to go, they told me that as I was fat now other man will marry me. I married the man with no courtship ;nothing, we didn't even have a white wedding. I moved into his house and decided to be the best wife I could be. I worked three jobs to sustain the family, I work with a local manufacturing company at Day then I opened my shop at evening. I even do hand to hand sales of products from Dubai and kotonu. 

It started with a slap, which he apologized, then later became full blown beating.i miscarried my first child because he beat me so much, I lost consciousness when I woke up on admission at the hospital. they told me I had lost my baby. 

We have four kids now, but he never fails to bring it up to me anytime we have a fight is that the only reason I married him was because I was too fat and he did me a favor cos no one would have married me. 

Am the one in charge of the upkeeps of our kids, I pay their school fees and feed them, he contributes nothing. 

I've turned my eyes from his womanising ways, I've even stopped having sex with him to prevent myself from getting infected, my focus is now on my kids. 

I decided to manage like that for the time being until my dad passed away, I went home for the burial and when I returned this man had sold all my properties and absconded with his girl friend. He sold everything from jewellery to cooking pots. 

When I called him to confront him, he warned me never to call him again that our marriage was over. 

I had no option than to move back to my parents home with my four kids and there I got a teaching job. Expenses is much less here because my mum feeds the kids and all I had to was provide the basic like school fees and all.

 My dad was not a poor man. 

I decided to put my life back on track, I enrolled at a gym nearby ,and I have been showing significant weight loss with my dieting and exercise plan, even I began to notice the gym instructor a widowed man in his forties who treated me with a lot of kindness and respect.

 I knew he had something for me ,but I was still very much a married woman I didn't acknowledge his advances. 

Just about two weeks ago, my runaway husband calls me out of the blue and starts apologising and says he wants me and the kids back. 

My widowed mother has been begging me to move back to him, she says he has changed and that the pressure of helping me raise my kids was getting to her too. 

Am tired of lying to my kids about where their father is, even though he was very mean to me he was extra nice to the kids and spoilt them whenever he was in the mood. I suspect they even love him more than they love me. 

Honestly am confused, I hate this man more than anything and am beginning to have feelings for my gym instructor. I don't know what people will say, my two elder sisters are divorcees too and I don't know if my mum can take one more since she is on the onset of early diabetes and high blood pressure.

 Again my kids, they miss their father. Honestly am very confused.

 Please follow BVN's help me out.

*I am short of words...Is your self esteem so low?