We Met On Facebook And Got Married And Then She Did This To Me – What Should I Do?

 

I met my wife on Facebook; that was about 5 years ago. The photo she put as her profile photo was not her real photo but you know women can be very deceptive.

She told me she was a Master’s holder from UNILAG and that she was in one highly paying company in Lagos. I found out that half of these were true. she works in a media company and the money is not that fantastic.

The first time we went on a date, I liked what I saw. I am the type of man that like a figure 8 woman and she had it; everything I like about a woman, she had it, so I said to her, why did you put the photo of a slim woman on your profile photo, you are even more beautiful than that person. What I saw was a lady who had no self-confidence. She is the buxom type, and for me, that is super. I like that in my woman.

So in a way, I helped her boost her confidence, and that was how we began to date.

We dated for about 18 months and I proposed.

Why did I propose?

Shuo! After dating a lady for 18 months, you will know whether you want marriage or not and when you know and you are ready, what more are you waiting for?

And another thing was, I was already 35 years old then, what else would I be waiting for? I met someone online, nothing wrong with that, is there? After all there are several people who meet on dating apps, my own is even good, it is Facebook; it is an open place, with several mutual friends, so they will know if this one na wahala.

Anyway, we started out as friends and we became lovers and so far, though I found out she wasn’t a Masters holder, she only has a PGD but it’s ok, if it makes her feel good, I don’t have any problem with that. I am not a Masters or PGD holder so what is my business with that?

We got married but lost our Twins 

Anyway, I wanted to settle down and start a family. I met her family, they were not fantastic but how many people have fantastic in laws? I am a very realistic man.

We did the registry wedding and she moved into my house. I planned to do the traditional at a much later date…we still haven’t been able to do it, after living together for more than three years now because we lost a pregnancy of a set of twins that almost took her life.

She was about 6 months gone; my mother had already moved in with us because the doctor had warned that my wife would give birth prematurely. Unfortunately, we lost the babies, a boy and a girl.

Good thing my mother was there to help nurse my wife back to good health, so you see, under that condition, we couldn’t even begin to discuss wedding. After about 6 months, again, my wife became pregnant and this time we were told that she must stop working after just about 4 months gone.

Again, she lost another pregnancy!

Of course, we were all distraught. I may not be the one carrying pregnancy but I am also involved. Very involved, so I felt the pain as well. I have lost three children, that is what it means to me.

Anyway, after that, my wife just changed. She became hostile to me and my mother in the house. My mother especially. I was angry of course. This is a woman who came from the village to look after you when you were sick. Besides, I won’t take any rubbish from anyone treating my mother like trash.

She started calling my Mum a Witch 

Can you imagine the madness?

As if my wife is under a curse, she began to tell people that my mother is a witch and she is the reason we have been losing her pregnancies!

My mother practically raised me single-handedly. I am what I am today because of that woman and I will not stand by and watch another woman badmouth her, it won’t happen under my roof because I am not a bastard!

I told my wife, o 

“you can’t continue to accuse my mother of witchcraft and continue to live in my house, make up your mind, either you keep quiet and behave yourself or you leave my house“.

Omo, she left, o.

These women these days, she packed her bags and left one day before I came back from work. My mother called me that afternoon to say my wife had hired a taxi and was packing her load inside.

I just told mama to leave her and let her go jare. See me see wahala oooooooooooooo.

I was looking through her Facebook page the other day and I saw I had been unfriended! Me, her husband, blocked from her Facebook page, ok, o.

What should I do at this point? I really love her 

Should I Beg Her To Come Back Or Let Her Go Her Way?

Please, I need your advise on what to do as regards this matter.

I will be in the comment section waiting for your responses.

Thank you all