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Love Doesn't Hurt. Loving The Wrong Person Does.

Thelms please this story from chronicles of hope from SDK's blog. It is a touching story that I can relate to. God bless. 

Hello Stella
I am sharing my story because of the several chronicles of narratives I read on your blog.
My story is to encourage and tell young people, especially ladies that all things work for good at the end of the day.
I started dating Tom (not real name) when I was in school after he had asked me out for a long time. He was a gentle and humble young man, so I fell in love with him. I was the reigning queen. People called us Romeo and Juliet (I can love for Africa). When I asked him later why he loved me, he said I am the most intelligent woman he knows and might ever know. In my heart I thought, “What a reason to love”. He pampered me. Loved and cared for me.
I later discovered that he transferred to my department not quite long. That made the love wax stronger as we were together all the time. Our friends were happy with our relationship. He introduced me to his parents and siblings. They were all pleased because “I be fine girl”, I speak good English, dress well and love their brother and child. I later felt I was like a trophy to him because everybody who knew him kept hailing and congratulating him for “catching” me. He was a low life. I helped his dress sense, spoken English etc.
I started writing exams for him. That means writing mine and his while he sat beside me. During exams, we pushed my friends away so that he can be comfortable. On few occasions I was almost caught. Infact, I would have been expelled. God saved me.
As expected, I graduated before him and went to service while he had to spend an extra year because of those courses he failed before we started dating. On my last day in school, he held me, knelt down and started crying. I was surprised. When I enquired, he said everybody is saying I would leave him when I go for my NYSC bla bla bla. I held his hand and gave him my word. I promised not to leave him. He begged me to wait for him that he wants to marry me. I agreed. He met my family unofficially. Everybody who knew us, knew we would get married.
In NYSC, we would talk alnight and every other hour during the day. He never forgot to tell me he loved me and would marry me. I turned down good suitors. I said NO to well-to-do young men. After my NYSC, he went for his service after paying to process and collect his result. While I got a well paying job immediately. I was still holding on to our promise. The fact that I was young also helped. I was just 22yrs. More suitors came and I said NO. I turned down proposers of people I would have loved to marry if I was not in a relationship. All the while we left school, we never stayed in the same state but we kept shuttling to and fro.
His parents kept calling me to be patient, that they will soon come and see my people. I never cheated on him for one minute. My friends kept advising me to be smart but I didn’t take such advice. 
 to few years later, he got a job after I and his people kept hope alive by giving him stipends monthly. God blessed him and he bought a car after working for one year. THEN, problems started in our relationship. Everything changed. By this time we had dated for 8years. I kept seeing evidence of him cheating. He kept apologising. He even had several sexcapades. I was hurt but I felt I didn’t have a choice anymore. I took rubbish. I became the victim. Then I decided to commit him. I told him we should see my parents and he said good. That was where my problems began. We fixed a date for introduction and he and his parents failed to show up. How embarrasses I was. I started observing diabolic nature between him and his mum. Though I had noticed
this severally but I was blinded by love not to ask him. He said a prophet told him not to marry me. Later his sister said it was a native doctor bla bla bla. His parents called and said I am bini. That they 
did not know that their ancestors swore that no one should marry bini. I felt angry more than heartbroken. I was sad. But I did not alter a word to them. I kept saying OK. And that got them more confused or rather scared.
A holy anger arose in my friends and family and they started praying for me. My dad went on his knees and prayed for me. They said I should move on and I did. I declared a one month fast. I prayed to God to heal my heart. I asked him to surprise those who have scorned me. Him and is people kept calling for forgiveness and I told them I don’t have anything against them that they should go to God for forgiveness. One month after this whole drama(I moved on immediately), I met the cutest man I have seen in my life. He was actually a friend I met 10yrs ago but we lost contact. He had been trying to reconnect with me all the while but it was not possible. Someone told him about me and we re-connected. I thought I was in love but when we met, we realised how love can be so beautiful. We talked about our past and thanked God. I felt peace and joy. 9 months later, we got married.
Today I am the happiest woman alive. My husband is a business man and a pastor. I am an administrator. We are comfortable. He adores me. At times I think it is a dream. But I am enjoying life and marriage. My mother inlaw is an angel. Did I mention that my parents inlaw are pastors? 
They don’t have time to puck-nose into our marriage as they are marriage counsellors. My inlaws are my paddy. No time for interference and control. God healed my heart. He blessed me. He saved me. He surprised people…within 9 months I was married to my friend. Today we are the envy of couples. Despite the normal ups and downs in marriages, people use us as a point of contact. Believe me when I say God saves us when they break our heart. People who break our heart DO NOT deserve us
Mrs Anonymous.


  1. And that is why you should give praise even when things are not looking up.....he ALWAYS has a plan.....mehnnnnn this was a fun read..more like a testimony!

  2. Hmm..God ways are different from ours..and Every disappointment is a blessing in disguise.

  3. I'm happy for the girl. Waiting for someone is a 50 50 risk. If you are going into that kind of lonngggg relationship prepare your mind that there is 50% chance of being dumped. If you can deal with that carry on.

    My friend's sister dated one Engineering student from her year 1 in 2000, they were just a beauty to look at. They got married in 2009 with 3 kids now. Saw them early this year in Abuja and was just awwing. Babe is still a size 8 and both of them still looking like when they were in Uni just richer with kids.

    Seriously, you wrote exams for a guy that you intend to marry??? O di egwu!.


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