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JOE WAS SIMPLY A MONSTER

My name is Desiree and this is my divorce story. Kindly publish for me, thanks.

My desire to get married quickly led me to marry a monster. I did see the signs but I went right ahead because of what people would say and all the investments I put in.

I met Joe at a party. Of all my friends that attended the party, I was the only one who was single. So I was under pressure to hook someone. I looked my best and also danced my best. At the end of the party, Joe and I hit off. We exchanged numbers and began to date.

He was not very cultured but he sure had money. He spent lavishly on me. You see, my friends had boyfriends that had money and they never hesitated to show off their new gadgets and stuff. For a while, I felt left out because I had no guy. I had a job though but it not could get me all those fancy things that girls liked.

Joe was from an average home. His parents separated when he was about seven. He said his stepmother maltreated him and his siblings. His mother couldn’t afford to care properly for them so they remained with their father. Perhaps this was what made him the way he was. He had a violent temper and I suffered slaps and beatings from him several times. He bought me a gift for every act of violence.

I was loving to him with the hope that he would change. He remained that way for the years we dated. My friends would hail me for all the things I got from him.

Soon My friends started getting married one after the other. Even though Joe had told me he loved me, he never mentioned marriage. As my friends got married I got more and more pressured. They would call and ask when my aso ebi would be out. Whenever we met at shopping malls, they would gush about their husbands and pregnancy for those who were expecting.

I began to stylishly ask Joe about marriage plans. He shrugged me aside. So I got pregnant. We were forced to do a quick wedding. It was a glamorous wedding even though it was planned within short notice.

I had practically spent most of my time at his place before we wedded so moving in and adjusting was not a problem for me.

Pregnancy didn’t stop him from flying into rages and slapping me. I was doomed to live like that and I accepted it. To make things worse, he added cheating to his resume. He started dating other girls. We fought about it so much. He stopped me from hanging out with friends. I was often home alone. Any time I went shopping I would call my friends so we could meet at the supermarket, there we would talk about everything. They always had new stuff they just got but frankly, I was beginning to get tired. I had everything but no peace. Joe kept threatening to send me packing at the slightest provocation.


When I had my baby, my mind began to change. I realized I didn’t want her to grow up in that kind of environment. Joe had become as bold as to bringing in other girls to the house and he still abused me verbally and physically. My baby cried all the time.

The straw that broke the camel’s back was when he began to dabble into juju. I overheard him over the phone asking for a potent native doctor. I quietly began to plan my escape. One day I took a few things and drove out of the house. I never returned. He called and threatened but I was over it all.

I moved to another and started life afresh with what I had saved up. I did business and it grew. It was hard at first, giving up the luxuries I  had previously enjoyed but I was determined to. I changed my numbers as well. Only my mother and siblings had my new line.

Now I go about motivating young girls now on living life responsibly. I have no plans to remarry right now, maybe later. As for Joe, I heard he had some other woman living with him.


Source: davinadiaries.com

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