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GENUINE ADVICE NEEDED

Dear Stella

I need genuine advice not insults or judginas looking for who to troll, if you like troll me na you sabi.

I meet my partner last year June via a female cousin of his, I didn't want any relationship so we talked and got to know ourselves for 3 months, I got to know him and his family members although we hadn't meet physically, finally met him in November when he came to my base to bury his mother, though I had never meet his mom, I always encouraged him to visit and take care of her, at a point she was sick and I literally begged him to transfer his mom to his base for better medical supervision.

Unfortunately we lost mummy in October last year, so we had to prepare for the burial, whenever he comes for burial runs, I would tag along and keep him company as it was done in the village.

During the burial activities I had to skip work for a day to help, he is the first son but has an elder and younger sister who never showed up till few days to the burial, on preparation it was this guy all the way, spending consulting with different family members and even checking up on the mom in the mortuary.

The sisters were no where to be found till it was one week to the burial, their excuse was they didn't have money to run around.

After the burial he proposed and I accepted, he is and still is a good man, we were to have our wedding that December, but because of his mother's death and expenses incurred I encouraged him to bury his mother first and suspend the marital rites till November or December this year, he refused that it was too far, that June was more suitable before snatchers, snatched me from him.

 Stella and dear b.vees he was the best man a woman would dream of except for his work schedule and his mourning for his mother which made him moody and he would just want to drown himself with tears or alcohol, he was very good to me and we always laughed at each other when he starts his mummy why did you leave me moments.

I took in and he encouraged me not to abort, he would fuss around me and a times back me to the bathroom, to pee or have my bath, I was his and he was mine, all the cravings I had he tried to meet up, at a point when my health was taking a downturn because of pregnancy wahala, he was scared and told me he rather loose the baby than loose me totally, if the doctor advise I abort he will stand by me than watch me drain out of life daily, I persisted to keep the pregnancy, he came for introduction when I was 3 months gone, without his sisters, only his younger brother who was my best pal in the family among his siblings came for my introduction.

Unfortunately we lost his younger brother 10(ten) days after my introduction, he was 32 years, caring to a fault, loveable, the best brother in law any woman would wish for, my world was shattered, I was the last person to see him when he went out that day, only for me to be informed by my hubby to be that he is dead, I was the first to receive the dead body as it was deposited at home, Stella the pain was too much for me, the next day a prophetess came to the house and accused the younger sister of not alerting the family of her brother's death, that there was an arrow of death in his village that would strike him if he came for his elder brother's introduction, and I would soon miscarry my pregnancy:

when I asked my sister in law to be if such prophecy ever occurred, she replied it was true but she did not understand the prophecy, later on she said she forgot the prophecy, the prophetess, got angry and told her how can you forget the prophecy of your brother but you went around town telling people that your brother fiancee is pregnant.

I was shocked and kept quiet, I started having shock spasm and was rushed to the hospital by his cousin, the same cousin that introduced us in the beginning, the doctor diagnosed I was having early symptoms of threatened miscarriage and prescribed some drugs which I purchased, I spent the Saturday in his cousins house but I couldn't eat or drink, I was vomiting through out, I quickly rushed to my base on Sunday.

 On Monday evening I managed to eat a bit, on Tuesday I rushed to church for prayers, immediately I entered the church, the pastor called me aside and told me in confidence that my baby blood trail is following me, that I should rush out to buy bottled water and bring it to church for prayers, I rushed to buy bottled water, the Pastor prayed without touching the bottle, told me to drink the water to the last drop which I did and I felt relieved.

I got home slept like a baby and was totally healed, the pains and restlessness was gone I didn't even bother taking any anti miscarriage drugs and focused on my normal routine drugs.

Few days after my encounter in church I called hubby to be and asked about his welfare, I was shocked by his response that I was living a fake life, I didn't go to church I never prayed and that I was possessed with spirit husband.
I was shocked called him in the evening and he accused me of being the cause of his brother's death, I called him the following day and the same insults and accusations was levelled against me, I called the last born a guy, to find out who was in the house with him and he told me the same sister that went to see prophecy against me and the brother that died had been in the house since I left.

Since that day my man stopped being my man; I was accused of being the witch that wants to separate him from his darling younger sister, the enemy that wants to prevent his younger sister from staying with him, that his younger sister has been staying with him for the past 11 years and will continue to stay with him till she dies, that the daughter of the younger sister will live in his house till she grows old and dies and I should look for who impregnated me that he never impregnated me talkless of wanting to marry me.

The younger sister in question is not the friendly type although she is more than 5 years advanced than me in age, but has this dirty attitude of wanting to be the boss without working in the house, she would use the toilet without flushing even with water in the house, she will expect me to cook and clean while she piles up dirty dishes without helping me in cooking, at a point she leaves her dirty stained menstrual panties with pad in the living room till roaches start coming out to lick the blood.

I will complain to the brother and he will tell me to endure that shortly after the marital rites is done he will look for an alternative accommodation for his younger sister and brother, I wasn't happy about the accusations and ill treatment and told his inlaw who was the marriage spokesman for the introduction he said he was joking, but his actions and utterances read negatively, he went on to accuse me of taking his name and pics to places, which I never did, went ahead to accuse my mother of putting things in a cake I gave him last year December, I was shocked, I told his people and they all covered up that it was a joke:

The cousin that introduced us called me one day and said my child will never have a father, that my child will be born outside the father house, that I will suffer for exposing the death of my brother in law, that what have I gained by telling people the sister goes to receive prophecy on the brother's death, that I have shamed the family, I asked her what her gain was and she couldn't reply, I intensified in my prayers one day and she called me urgently I refused to pickup her calls, and called back 3 days later since then she has refused to pick my calls, or call back.

The man I fell in love with is now happily living with his younger sister who he was never close to, he treats her like a wife, gives her pocket money and follows her advise to the core, the sister in question is 37 years old, unmarried, no skill too lazy to get educated but super active in going to prayer houses and gossiping, she still boast to me that no woman can make her leave her brother house, that she and her daughter will stay in her brother house till death do them apart, my once loving and caring hubby to be is now a stranger to me, he idolizes his sister and worships her like a queen.

The elder sister and last born all kept a distance from me, since the brother died I have been abandoned and left to fend for myself, even when I complained to the marriage spokesman that I am hungry and don't have money to take care of myself he quickly shouted on me to go and work and take care of myself and my baby that what is wrong with my hands don't I have job that provides for me?

The good news, I cried my heart out one day and told God to help me, I swallowed my pride, quit my job because I was advanced in pregnancy went home to stay with my parents who supported me all through the pregnancy, I gave birth successfully, got a good job with a six figure salary, totally ignored by baby father and his people, became happy with my baby, more open doors and opportunity came I grabbed them.

Now after going through such pains the father of my child pop's up like yahoo messenger and starts crying blood that it was all the work of his sisters and female cousins to ruin him and make sure he never gets married or have a settled life, that the sister was caught trying to Put something in his food, I mean biological sister same father same mother, and all the orishirishi stories, me am sipping on gin and juice, watching the drama unfold, please this is not super story or your normal Nollywood script, advise me on how to forgive, because I have enrolled for Forgiveness class101 and none of the lessons on forgiveness is sinking in.

Hmmmm na wah!!!!

Please forgive everyone that needs forgiving and move on.... The family is toxic and diabolical so please for your own good stay away from them eeeeh..... firget but stay away!!!