What did I do to deserve
this? How did I get myself into this problem. He never used to be this way. He
used to hold me and call me names, names that sent tingles to places that I
never knew had nerves. He used to care, he used to love.
When did things get this bad? He never had these signs while we were courting. Aside the occasional
drinking I never had any issue with his lifestyle. Maybe I caused it, maybe I
suddenly got too harsh when we got married. The loads of questions I bombarded
him with when he came home late. Isn't that what a good wife is to do? Correct
her husband when he was doing wrong as he would when she did wrong too?
I love her I swear I do.
How did our lovely marriage get to this point? How did we suddenly drift apart?
I still remember taking my vows, I meant them then and I still mean them now.
She used to play with me. Occasionally she still tries to play with me but I am
too tired most times, the office has been energy consuming of late. She means
the world to me even if my actions now don't show it. You really can't blame me
can you? She suddenly got easily irritated. She used to watch football with me, now I don't get the chance to see the games at home. I used to hangout with my
boys on Fridays while
we were courting. She never had complaints about it then but now whenever
I get home at 9 pm I
need to be ready for the harassment of questions that await me. I have never
cheated on her I don't see myself doing such. I miss the days when she
welcomed me with a kiss. The way she kissed sent fire through every bone in my
body. I miss when she called me pet names, funny enough she still does but
the affection behind the names is gone. Now It comes out dry and empty.
How did I miss the signs during courtship? She
was perfect, a little short or what I call 'vertically challenged', she liked
when I said that to her. She was beautiful, her curves and her lovely face made men stop and stare. I lost my mind, I regret it.
How could he? What was my
offence?
Why did she? She pushed
me too far.
He hit me.
She called me dog, a Casanova.
He must explain to me why
he did it.
I have no excuse for what
I did. Truth be told I have no reason for hitting her.
I can't believe he is
cheating on me. Yes he is! Because if he isn't, he won't have hit me when I
confronted him.
I swear I am not cheating
on my wife I love and respect her. I pray she forgives me, I want my baby
back. I feel so incomplete without her.
I am done he is a cheat and a woman beater. I
am out of this marriage, I didn't sign up for this.
I still love her, I would
do almost anything to get her back. She is my world.
I used to love him, I still do, but I would
change, that I know I can.
I want her back, I didn't mean to hit her. I
feel broken. I should have patiently explained to her. She just came too
strong. I had a bad day at the office coupled with extra hours, the car broke
down on my way back, I had to get a tow truck to pick the car. I took a bus then
walked the rest. I was tired, I just wanted to go home and lay on the bosom of
my amazing wife. I had tried to call her phone but the network quality was terrible. When she came on me I didn't know when I lifted my hand and slapped
her. Oh God! I felt like my world had crumbled and now it has. I am down on my knees,
crying and begging her to forgive me. I could see the shock and anger in her
eyes. The look in her eyes broke my heart.
He has done the number one unforgivable sin in marriage. He hit
me. All because I asked him why he was coming in late. He closes from the
office at 6 pm, so what excuse does he have for getting home at 11:50 pm? I am
not saying I don't trust him but he has changed. He doesn't touch me like he
used to, his excuse was always that he was tired. No late night movies or pillow
fights. I just wanted to get the old him back. I had gotten a promotion at the
office today I wanted to tell him as a surprise while we had dinner. The food
got cold, and as the hours grew my mood changed. I had forgotten to
recharge my phone with airtime so I couldn't call him to ask why he wasn't home
yet. I waited for his call but he didn't call. Why won't he call if he wasn't
with another woman? Honestly when he walked in I was happy but the anger of
frustration won the battle within me. I shouted at him, I know I shouldn't have
hurled those heavy words on him but still he should not have hit me. My heart
is hurting. The instant he hit me all I could remember was the smile on his face when he said his vows. Now here he is, kneeling before me, asking for forgiveness.
Tears dropping down his eyes as they flowed down my eyes too. I can see the
disappointment in his eyes, I can see genuine remorse but I just cannot forgive
him. He has done the unthinkable. He hit me.
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