From my box

If anyone had told me I’d be here writing this, I would have smiled and said it’s a lie, because I never imagined I’d have to explain my dignity to the world, but life has a way of revealing people and refining women, and I decided long ago that I would fightt for everything in this life except a man, because a man is not a trophy and I am not a contestant. Mba oooo i deserve better . Ma’m have you actually looked at my pictures, please do me the honour of looking properly, I am the woman in-laws wish their sons would treat anyhow without consequences

I am respected, and very clear about my boundaries, I am not the type that prays over a cheatingg man while he enjoys himself elsewhere, tufiakwa, pray for someone c*mming without me ? Mba

I pray for myself and my children and anything he meets outside let him hold it with his own hands, but you see the night he told me he chose another woman over me was the exact night the marriage di*d , he apologized yes, but forgiveness was never promised and forgetting was never an option. I dont leave vengeance for God. No be when i kpai una go dey do justice for me. Medicine after deathh.

imagine me, my husband no fear me, he stood in front of me to be calling his side chick and truly they deserve each other and I truly deserve rest, before you rush to call me wick*d let me remind you that I built with him, I did that foolishh build-from-nothing love until comfort arrived and suddenly I was no longer enough, I saw everything but I was acted blind, I saved quietly, strategically, and when I finally walked away I left him exactly the way I met him, empty-handed .

let him and his new partner build again since building doesn’t exhaust him, if that makes me wickedd then I accept it proudly because I return energy exactly as it is given, his family didn’t support him and that’s true but I still chose my future without shaking, he wants to come online and write about what i did but I am fully loaded with dates, receipts, and all he did. Man that was humble , on our wedding day i had to carry my dad’s shoes and give him, the shoes he was gifted was not good enough. My dad was looking at his legs but never figured out. I made sure they dont stress him when paying bride price, i have never raised my voice at him this seven years of marriage, i support him. Yet today another woman be best.
Dont judge me because some women cry, some women pray, and some women plan, exit clean, and never look back, choose your category.

I choosed mine, plan and exit clean.

I am waiting for him just in case, got rags too rolll in the muud as well.