From my box. Hmmm its well with you
If you have not experienced domesticcc violenceee, you will sit comfortably and assume everyone else is exaggerating.I am an academic.
I graduated with First Class honours from the university.Before you attempt to lecture me on marriage, understand that I am not ignorant.
I am not stranded and not dependent.
I am a proud owner of a five-bedroom apartment in Lekki.
I am not small in any sense of the word.
Most of you cannot even relate to the level I operate on.
The reason I am stating these facts is simple.
If I wanted to leave this marriage, I would have left.
No one needs to advise me.i know what is keeping me here.And for now, I am not leaving, so you can discard that suggestion.
What I will not tolerateee, however, is disrespect disguised as family bonding.My husband’s family expects me to bow.They are rudeee, arroganttt, and entitledddd.
I do not covet their brother’s money.i am financially comfortable. I am well to do.
But how does a brother-in-law walk into my kitchen, open my pot, and dish my food without permission?
On what planet is that acceptable?
His sister, whom I am older than by two years, moved in and had the audacity to take soup from my freezer, defrost it, and prepare semo as though she owns the house.
I returned and corrected her physically.
Yes, I slapp*d her and told her never to repeat it.
They both teamed up against me.This happened yesterday. This picture is my mouth, how they lefft me.
I went straight to my husband’s office exactly as I was.He dismissed me and told me to go home.
By evening, the narrative had been twisted.He believed their version and i became the villain.He called me toxiccccc, how he is tired.
He threatenedddd separation if it continues.
Interesting.When boundaries are enforced, they suddenly become toxicityyyy.
Now I am told that spirituallyyy that his mother has orchestrated confusion in this marriage and that the siblings are instruments.
Whether spiritual or psychological, what I know is this.
I refuse to be disrespecteddd in my own home.
Pray for me if you will.But do not mistake my composure for weakness.i am intelligent.
I am accomplished.
And I will not shrink to make anyone comfortable.
This is my stance and without a mann i will still shine
From my box. Hmmm its well with you
If you have not experienced domesticcc violenceee, you will sit comfortably and assume everyone else is exaggerating.I am an academic.
I graduated with First Class honours from the university.Before you attempt to lecture me on marriage, understand that I am not ignorant.
I am not stranded and not dependent.
I am a proud owner of a five-bedroom apartment in Lekki.
I am not small in any sense of the word.
Most of you cannot even relate to the level I operate on.
The reason I am stating these facts is simple.
If I wanted to leave this marriage, I would have left.
No one needs to advise me.i know what is keeping me here.And for now, I am not leaving, so you can discard that suggestion.
What I will not tolerateee, however, is disrespect disguised as family bonding.My husband’s family expects me to bow.They are rudeee, arroganttt, and entitledddd.
I do not covet their brother’s money.i am financially comfortable. I am well to do.
But how does a brother-in-law walk into my kitchen, open my pot, and dish my food without permission?
On what planet is that acceptable?
His sister, whom I am older than by two years, moved in and had the audacity to take soup from my freezer, defrost it, and prepare semo as though she owns the house.
I returned and corrected her physically.
Yes, I slapp*d her and told her never to repeat it.
They both teamed up against me.This happened yesterday. This picture is my mouth, how they lefft me.
I went straight to my husband’s office exactly as I was.He dismissed me and told me to go home.
By evening, the narrative had been twisted.He believed their version and i became the villain.He called me toxiccccc, how he is tired.
He threatenedddd separation if it continues.
Interesting.When boundaries are enforced, they suddenly become toxicityyyy.
Now I am told that spirituallyyy that his mother has orchestrated confusion in this marriage and that the siblings are instruments.
Whether spiritual or psychological, what I know is this.
I refuse to be disrespecteddd in my own home.
Pray for me if you will.But do not mistake my composure for weakness.i am intelligent.
I am accomplished.
And I will not shrink to make anyone comfortable.
This is my stance and without a mann i will still shine
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