Domestic Violence and Blog Visitor Heart Breaking Story...A MUST READ.

EX JOURNALIST TELLS PATHETIC STORY THAT WILL MOVE YOU TO TEARS!!!

''Dear Stella good day to you,I really need your help I don't know what to do anymore,I have run out of options and have become like a leper whom everybody avoids and don't want to have anything to do with,thank God for my widowed mother who has been my rock,throughout this difficult times.

Hmmmmm my story is so long I don't want to bore you with it,if you want though I can share my tales of woe,if you have the stomach for it.
  Am a single mother with a son who is just 1 and 3months old,yes I claim single because I have not seen my abusive husband for over six months now,I had to move back home to my mum,who is a widow and can barely feed herself,I was a journalist with insider magazine before he insisted after our wedding August 2011 that I should stop when I had my first miscarriage,even though the doctor told us that the miscarriage was as a result of STD,he denied cheating,and insisted that it was my job,he called family meeting and threatened that he will no longer marry me if I don't quit my job,so I relented and quit my job.


Fast forward,3months later I took in again,4months into d pregnancy I lost it again,this time the doctor asked to see me alone,and advised that I call my husband to order,cause I was putting my life in danger,that my miscarriage was as a result of an STD again.
When I got home and confronted him,it led to a huge quarrel,and he left the house,he didn't come home that night,the next day when he did,he reeked of alcohol and smelt of strange perfumes,with lipstick stains on his shirt,I got really upset and accused him of cheating even in the midst of the quarrel we had the previous night,the next thing I knew he pounced on me,he beat me so much I fainted.


When I woke up,I was in the clinic,and my doctor threatened to invite the police cause he suspected that my husband beat me,when the doctor left,he knelt down and begged,that he didn't know how to cope with him being responsible for us loosing our baby,and that he is so embarrassed,and I kept pushing him,he is sorry he will change,how will I tell people that I locked my husband up,so I forgave him,and denied to the doctor that he beat me,although the doctor didn't believe me,he respected my decision.

When we got him he actually was a changed man for like 3months,oh it was heaven,till I took in again,and I wasn't my beautiful self anymore,according to him,I became pimpled and swollen,it was a difficult pregnancy,he refused to touch me for all of the 9months,kept late nights,it was as if I irritated him,hmmmm
That was the period I lost my dad,and had to leave for delta for his burial preparations,then I was 8months gone,during the burial he never once comforted me,when he came to greet the family as was the tradition,he totally ignored me,immediately he did that he left for Lagos that same day.

The week after the burial I went into labour,I was in labour in Benin city for 3days and my husband didn't show up,until the doctor advised I do a caesarian operation,which would cost 150,000,my mum called him and he said he doesn't have such amount of money,we should hold on abit that I will give birth am not the first woman to be in labor,its jus that am too lazy,that my mum should be patient,cause he does not have money for operation. 

so my mum called my uncles who rallied round us and the fee was paid,when he heard the child was born,he called my mother thanked her for her support and told her he wants me to be back in Lagos the following week,my mum refused that she can't come to Lagos with me to nurse the child,since she is still in mourning,and since its my first child,that I will have to stay 3months,he consented.

3weeks later a neighbor called to tell me my husband brought another woman home,and she has been in the house with my husband since during the burial of my dad,when I called my husband to find out if it was true,his response was that since I have decided to marry my mother he needs a woman to cook for him and warm the bed I have left cold.
Because of that my mum refused me going to that house til he comes to explain the meaning of his behavior,Stella my husband did nt come see his son for 4 months.

When he finally came he brought some of his family members to beg,and my family agreed I should go back,when I got back I realized he lost his job the month before and didn't tell me,he didn't have any savings,the suffering began,we managed everything,from food to water,sometimes I went bed hungry,while he would go out to his numerous friends house and eat before coming home,even to buy the babies food was a struggle,I had to call friends,relatives to help me,o didn't even have transport fare to go look for a job,friends started avoiding my calls,relatives avoided me.

Even with all this his behavior didn't change it was as usual,sometimes he comes home,sometimes he doesn't,i prayed,fasted,cried and begged for a change,he became a drunk, still didn't sleep with me,and honestly i didn't even want him to,cause i was scared of what he might transmit to me this time,then one faithful day our landlord came and said our rentage was due,and gave us 2months to pay up or pack out.
When the landlord left,he started cursing me out,that am a useless wife that if i were some women,since he lost his job I should be able carry the family along,when I told him he was the one that insisted i quit the job,he slapped me,that who gave me the right to talk back.

The next 1hour was like a blur,I received kicks and blows from left and right my son was crying,neighbors were banging on the door,when he went to the room to pick up a belt,I grabbed my son and ran out,my son was naked with just diaper,I ran with my pyjamas on bare foot,in my flight my son hit his head on the stair railing,when I stopped to check the extent of his injury .

I heard neighbours shouting that I should run,I turned to see why,that's when I saw my husband running down with a broken bottle in his hand,I ran like I have never ran in my life,I ran to the police station,it was there I stayed till a church member came to pick me up,then the DPO sent someone with me to pick up my clothes,when we got home,the door was locked and he was no where to be found,so i went with my church member,and slept in her house,the next day I went with my church member to my house,only to meet my clothes and that of my baby outside,I called my mum,she then sent me money to come to Benin,that is how I left since January till now,I left that house without a penny.


My son is suffering,I am suffering watching him suffer,my mum can no longer cope with the side talk,and  snide remarks from family members,my siblings are all looking up to me,am suffering Stella,am suffering,I need a job,or money to start a business,anything to help me come out of this pit I have found myself,pl Stella anyway you or your blog visitors can assist me and give my son a future plsss.
God bless you. 
Katherine.


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Is there any blog visitor in benin that can assist her with a job?the baby needs food,I will send her money but if you read this and are moved to help her,please mail me for her Phone number and account details .