Good evening, Sir.
Sometime ago, I was in one hell of a marriage, but recently, I moved out with my daughter.
To be honest, I have not had the kind of peace I have now ever since I left.
To the Glory of God, I was able to rent a small apartment for my child and I, and I have set up a small business that gives us at least ₦50,000 every month, but there’s a problem.
The problem is that my siblings won’t let me be. They’ve made it a point of duty to keep reminding me nonstop that there are women who are going through worse things than I went through who are still in their husband’s house.
In fact, I called my elder brother recently to ask him to let me have one of his old phones, because the phone I am using currently is very bad.
It is so bad that I can hardly see anything.
Words can’t express how hurtful the words of my brother were. You need to hear him rain abuses on me.
I can’t seem to control my tears ever since. The thought of it alone makes me burst into fresh sobs.
Sincerely, I need all the encouragement I can get; and answers too.
Was my decision to leave my husband foolish?
Did I take the wrong step?
Was choosing my niece’s innocence and safety over his immoral desire wrong?
Should I have stayed back and endured the physical, emotional and verbal abuse because I vowed “for better, for worse”?
Please, help me!
I’m losing my mind!