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I wish I never met my ex-wife

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By Abimbola Abatta

Never in a million years would I have ever imagined that I would be single at 50 years old. It has been 20 years since I divorced my ex-wife, Jessica. And it was the best decision of my life because marrying her was the greatest mistake of my life. I have spent the last 20 years regretting that single mistake. We were only married for five years.

I was 25 when I got married to Jessica, who was 23 at the time. We were both in love with each other, the envy of the youths in our area in Ibadan, Oyo State. It was love at first sight. I was on 100 level while she was a pre-degree student when our paths crossed that year. By the time I was in my final year (500 level), she was also in 400 level of her 4-year course. And our love had grown stronger like an Iroko tree.

Our family already accepted us. Our parents had started planning our wedding, considering how much we loved eachother. In the first semester of my final year, Jessica got pregnant. Of course, I was the one who impregnated her, I thought then. Before we knew it, we were married. It was as if our parents had been waiting for that moment because when we told them, rather than rebuke or condemn us, it was jubilation galore.

For a background information, Jessica is the only child of her parents while I am from a family of five, which includes two boys and a girl. I am the second boy. My ex-wife’s parents had been on her neck to give them a child because they had her late. And they were eager to see their grandkids.

Six months after the wedding, and as luck would have it, Jessica gave birth to twins, two boys. Our joy knew no bounds. Our family was the happiest on earth. Three years after that, we had a beautiful baby girl. And we decided to put a full stop to child bearing.

We were already in the fourth year of the marriage. I felt like the happiest man on earth. I was 29, with three kids and a beautiful wife. I had a successful business. We were literally living a dream. We lacked nothing. As a couple, my wife and I barely quarrelled. Even the few times we did within those first four years, we reconciled before the day went down.

However, misfortune struck a few days to our fifth wedding anniversary. I decided to check my wife’s phone. To be honest, I never intended to check it. I had never had any reason to doubt her faithfulness before then. But I heard one of my twins asked her to put in her password so he could watch a cartoon on her phone. Afterwards, the child sat in the living room beside me to watch the animation where I was working on a spreadsheet on my laptop.

First, the fact that the child asked for his mother’s password piqued my interest. I had never locked my phone with a password. And I had always assumed she never locked hers. She had picked up my calls so many times. While we were dating, there’s no reason for putting passwords on our phones, too.

So, I trusted my intuition, and I asked the child to give me the phone. At this point, my wife was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. As I collected the phone, a notification popped up on the screen. And somehow, my fingers opened it before I could stop them short.

What I saw was horrible. I thought it was a dream, but it wasn’t. It was as real as my hands. It was a message from my elder brother. How did I know? His profile picture gave him away. The new message was short: “when will my children know me?” At first, it didn’t make sense. But as I scrolled up to check their previous chats, the pieces of the puzzle began to fit in.

To confirm what I had read, I did a paternity test on the three kids. Of course, I was subtle with it. I had a doctor friend who helped me out. I found a way to get my brother’s hair. The results came in on our anniversary day. When my friend called, a part of me really hoped it would be a figment of my imagination. But I was in for a shock. The children I thought I had fathered were not mine. They were my brother’s children.

I collected the results, made photocopies, and wrapped them up neatly. I called my lawyer, and he helped me prepare the divorce papers. When I got home, many of the guests who had come to celebrate our anniversary with us had arrived. I apologised for coming late. Of course, my brother, the traitor, was there.

Right in front of the guests, I gave the wrapped paternity tests to her. She unwrapped it, and of course, she was speechless. Tears trickled down her face. The guests thought they were tears of joy. But I had come in prepared. I had screenshots of the damning chats between the two monsters. I projected the images for all to see. I displayed the paternity results too on the projector. For those who might not understand, I told them my brother was the father of the three children. I dropped the divorce papers and told her my lawyer would communicate with her. She had just a week to vacate my house with the three bastards.

I did not wait for any explanation because nothing could ever justify such monstrosity. Apparently, they had been cheating on me, and I never knew. I was foolish to love someone so much only to have them pay me back with trauma. I have been in Australia since that incident. And I have not been able to trust another woman again. To me, once bitten, a million times shy. Never again will I be a slave to love. Never!

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From homeless to hopeful: My journey of resilience and triumph

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I still remember the night I found myself alone on the streets, with nothing but a small bag of clothes and a faint winkle of hope.

I was just 17, and my world had been turned upside down. My parents had lost their jobs, our home was foreclosed, and we were forced to live in separate shelters. I felt lost, scared, and abandoned.

For months, I struggled to survive, sleeping on benches, eating scraps, and fighting off despair. But I refused to give up. I remembered my mother’s words: “No matter what life throws at you, always get back up, and never lose faith in yourself.”

I started attending a local soup kitchen, where I met a kind-hearted volunteer named Sarah. She saw something in me that I had lost sight of – potential.

She encouraged me to pursue my passion for writing and helped me enroll in a free program at a nearby community center.

As I began to write, I discovered a voice I never knew I had. I wrote about my struggles, my fears, and my dreams.

And slowly but surely, my words started to heal my wounds. I realized that I was not alone, and that my story could inspire others.

Fast forward five years, and I am now a published author, a motivational speaker, and a proud homeowner.

I have found a new family among my friends and supporters, and I continue to pay it forward by helping others who are struggling.

My journey has taught me that even in the darkest moments, there is always hope.

And that with resilience, determination, and a willingness to rise above adversity, we can turn our struggles into strengths, and our tears into triumphs.

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A Pastor’s story of redemption: How infidelity unveiled hidden truths and restored harmony

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In a community in Ogun State, a Pastor named Adeyemi and his banker wife embarked on a journey fraught with challenges, yet fueled by love and redemption.

As the dawn broke each day, Adeyemi’s wife, dedicated to her banking career, would immerse herself in work, leaving behind a trail of neglect in her household duties and marital intimacy.

Despite the Pastor’s pleas for affection, his wife remained steadfast in her distance, citing the demands of her profession.

In their midst stood a young house help, a silent witness to their domestic turmoil.

In a moment of vulnerability, Adeyemi confided in her, revealing the void in his marriage. Moved by empathy, the house help offered solace, igniting a clandestine affair.

One fateful day, fate intervened as Adeyemi’s wife returned home unexpectedly, stumbling upon the clandestine rendezvous.

Shocked and aggrieved, she swiftly dismissed the house help, confronting her husband with betrayal writ large.

In the aftermath of this revelation, a reckoning ensued. Stripped bare of pretense, husband and wife confronted their demons, laying bare the fractures in their union.

In an exchange, forgiveness blossomed, as each acknowledged their role in the unraveling of their marriage.

From the ashes of deceit arose a newfound commitment, as husband and wife embarked on a journey of reconciliation.

With humility and grace, they nurtured their bond, fostering a home filled with love, understanding, and mutual respect.

Their story, shrouded in secrecy, emphasised the resilience of the human spirit and the transformative power of forgiveness.

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From Okada rider to first-class graduate: Hezekiah’s inspiring journey

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Toyinbo Hezekiah’s story is one of determination and resilience. Toyinbo is 30 years old, he hails from Igude village in Ogun State, Nigeria.

Despite the weight of financial burden and the grind of unconventional work, Toyinbo clings steadfastly to a singular dream: the pursuit of higher education. With each brick laid and every mile traversed on his motorcycle, Toyinbo’s determination burns brighter, illuminating the path towards his ultimate goal – to grasp the coveted title of graduate.

When he started his degree in Animal Breeding and Genetics at the Federal University of Agriculture, Abeokuta, he didn’t aim for top grades. His main goal was to earn his degree.

However, his journey took an unexpected turn when he achieved a GPA of 5.0 in his third year. This success opened his eyes to the possibility of graduating with first-class honors.

Throughout his academic journey, Toyinbo’s passion for learning never wavered. From excelling in primary school to navigating challenges in secondary school, he remained focused on his goals. Despite growing up in a farming-focused village where education wasn’t emphasised, Toyinbo’s determination to succeed propelled him forward.

During his university years, Toyinbo faced numerous challenges, including financial hardships and balancing work with studies. While his classmates relied on support from family and friends, Toyinbo had to borrow money to pay for his exams and immediately start working to repay his debts.

Despite these obstacles, Toyinbo’s dedication paid off. He graduated as the top student in his department with a first-class honours degree, achieving a remarkable GPA of 4.55.

However, the recognition he received during convocation was minimal, leaving him feeling unsatisfied.

Reflecting on his journey, Toyinbo remains optimistic about the future. He has already immersed himself in farm work, rearing various breeds of chickens and providing free consultation to aspiring farmers.

His ultimate goal is to further his education and become a professor specializing in animal science and research.

When asked about his advice for underprivileged individuals aspiring to continue their studies, Toyinbo emphasised taking initiative and starting with what they have. He believes that with determination and trustworthiness, anyone can change their story, just as he did.

Toyinbo’s story is didactical, as it emphasises the need for perseverance and hard work, even the most unlikely dreams can become a reality.

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