Chronicle Of Blog Visitor Narratives...

There is something upsetting me right now?I need to know.....When exactly does a Doctor cross the line between checking a woman's vayjayjay for treatment or viewing it for pleasure?

NARRATIVE NUMBER ONE.

COMPROMISING YOUR FAITH FOR LOVE..

Hmmmmm, my story long ooo. Please ma hide my identity.I decided to write in because of yesterday narrative from the poster who spoke about her mother inlaw. I met a guy during my service  year,I got pregnant I will be brief.I birth my daughter then I had to stay with the mum while I was pregnant I went to  visit her, and I realised that she is the highest diabolic human being on heart,in fact the doesn't serve God.

 She has an idol she worship, for close to 40yrs she has not been to.church she inherited the idol from her mother.She made me ignorantly or should I say stupidly stand before the idol a few times.When she killed a fowl and offer to the idol she would cook with it and we would eat. Stella she  believed that's her Messiah, there is no herberlist that she doesn't know.

When I refused eating and asked her to start serving God I became her enemy.Her son was also doing those stuffs and at the same time going to church.Believe nothing is working for them and she has lost so many things ,her son whom after adhering to her and serving the idol one day told her that he is no longer going to serve the idol with her because he has not seen or benefited anything since he has been serving the idol that he wants to serve God.Her son has met so many people with connection but nothing is working for him especially in the area of getting job.

NOW what I want to do I have made up my mind to leave with my son thank God he has not paid my bride price I can not marry some one whose mother does not know God NO! So that my children don't suffer for what they don't know.

Am not leaving because of personal flaws NO. Even if he becomes the president tomorrow I won't marry him for the sake of my children just that I don't have a dime, I would have left,remember am not saying am holy no but there is non as God. I was even told her husband mistaken killed his father,the villagers cursed him but he was forgiven before he died, so much diabolic things in that family I pray GOD should help me financially so I can leave and wash myself in the blood of Jesus.

Ladies please watch before you leap. And this happened or these people are from that state where a lady sent in a chronicle that her friend wants to take her to tie her husband.

I am stuck in this family and looking for a way out,what do i do?I am financially handicapped.GOD please send me a helper.

Ladies beware and do not compromise your Faith for love!

Wow...This really scared me you know....If anyone is reading this and serving any other god apart from GOD,please change your ways ooooh!

Why are you waiting to leave that house before you go and kneel down before God and repent of your part in serving an idol?.

I am not insinuating anything but if someone wants to help you out with cash now,wouldnt it mean that the person is supporting your idol faith?...cos for all i know if you get support you might remain in there.

Please reply me in the comment section.

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NARRATIVE NUMBER TWO

SEXUAL ABUSE AND THE CONSEQUENCES....

Hi Stella,

I am not just saying this  because its cliche, I really love your blog and I love your personality as it reflects through the blog. You are doing a great job. I'm a regular bv and I comment as well from time to time. I would really appreciate it if u post this for me. 

I just want to get a matter off my chest and this matter is so sensitive to me that I'll prefer to go anonymous. Please be patient with my long story.

I would love to hear advice from Stella and BVs concerning what to do.

I was molested while I was small (six years old to be precise) by the older son of a family that was a friend to our family whom my mum leaves me with for a period of time when she goes to our poultry in the evenings (her poultry was a little short of staff then). Most times during that period, it was often the guy alone at home. The memories of him touching me and all that, I still remember vividly but the day he took it a bit further and ordered me to put off my clothes. I remember, I was trembling, but from the moment he came nearer and pulled my clothes. Between you and I, I cannot remember anything else from then. Even when I got older I tried so many times to remember what happened during that period but it all seemed foggy.

 He ordered me not to tell anyone and as I was terrified, I didn't. The next day however, his friend came to visit and I remember him pointing at me and laughing and telling his friend he had slept with me. The shame that swept over me that moment was unexplainable. Fortunately, that was the last day mum ever dropped me in their place.

So I had concluded I was not a virgin and that experience made me very withdrawn. I avoided guys and hated them cos I unconsciously tied them to that experience. It was very bad cos it really affected my self esteem plus the fact that I also had generally an unpleasant childhood.

Fast forward to final year. I had never been in a relationship. I just could not bring myself to be in one and I never felt love for any guy even those that claimed to love me. So, one day like that i had this boil on my clitoris, I mean right on my private part but I could see it with a mirror . The third day after it started. It was big and I could barely walk and  It was extremely painful and since it had never happened to me before, I decided to go and see the doctor. My friends helped me to the university health centre. 

In the office after I told him what was wrong with me, The doctor asked if I was sexually active and I said no. So he was like 'huh,  are you saying you've never had sex before?'. As he said that, I remembered the stuff that happened when I was small but I thought it did not count as it was so many years ago. So I said no.

Then he laughed and told me to lie down. That he was going to check it himself. That I was in final year and had never had sex. That who was I deceiving and all that..... So he pried open my laps and was looking and was like. Oh its true. That is the hymen. Then he told me to stand up and gave me some antibiotics apologizing for not believing me. And I was thinking to myself 'what the hell, I've been molested, what's happening, could it be....' I was just thinking of everything together.

Fast forward to service year, I met this sweet guy and for the first time, I began to experience what it really meant to have emotions for someone, thanks to his patience with and love for me. He's a wonderful guy.  So for the first time at 23years , I finally decided to give someone a try but I don't know what to say if he asks if I'm a virgin or not. Anytime we talk to that area, I just avoid it and change the conversation and I'm sure he's beginning to notice though  he doesn't press me, I know I will finally have to talk about it someday.

Should I say I am not or do I tell him everything that happened including the doctor or should I just trust the doctor and say I am a virgin cos sincerely I'm not even sure of my status.

Please advise me and please be kind. Thank you.

WTF is the doctors business with whether you are a virgin or not?Mscheeeew!