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Woman, live and let's live

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I read the story of a wife that plunged her heels into the scalp of her husband

He was rushed to the hospital, a case of infidelity hovers over

The other day it was a woman that stabbed her husband to death while he slept, she found out he was cheating

Another woman bathed her husband with boiling oil because he bought a phone for his side chic or so

The list is endless these days

A lawyer in Abuja was alarmed at the number of divorces filed this year, over 4000

We are still in February

The average woman has finally lost her zest for marital bliss

She started losing her hair in the marriage from the day she said I do

She started losing her sanity the day she walked up the aisle or got pregnant and was pushed or jumped into matrimony

Now they are realizing matrimony isn't as holy as they were taught

All the education and tradition that was hammered into their heads from birth have now grown into a horn

Indeed, hell has no fury than a woman scorned

Before it was the side chic that suffered the sins of their husbands or boyfriends

Now the tide has turned

Women now see the real enemy and are taking him out

Instead of walking away from a relationship or marriage that is no longer working, they resort to murder and murderous acts of rage

This murderous rage has been a long time coming

For long patriarchy ran rampage, unchecked

A man could cheat on a woman and still slap her if she questions his infidelity

Today, she doesn't cry or beg God for change

She kills him

The woman is no longer vulnerable and timid, she's bloodthirsty

But the smart woman knows when to call it quits

The damaged ones can't comprehend a life outside their man

So they either die in the relationship or marriage, or kill the object of their pain

Abuse and infidelity has turned our women into vigilantes

But this is not a battle that violence can ever win

The only way to win this war is not to fight it

Dear sisters

Until you purge yourself fully of abuse

Until you cut off toxic and nasty relationships completely, you are part of the problem

Until you realize walking away is in your best interest, you are not a victim

This 2020, You are not a victim anymore with the level of information, knowledge and help out there, you are out of excuses.

You are a good definition of a bad example.

Stop whatever does not promote your self interest and self-development.

Stop whatever does not extend your life span

Please just stop already.

We are tired of saving you

Save yourself

We are tired of talking about your abuse

Shut us up by leaving that abusive relationship once and for all

If you remain in an abusive marriage

You are responsible for your pain as much as he is

If you stay with a man that turns you into a killer

You are not a victim, you are a partner in this crime

Killing him doesn't absolve you

Killing him kills you

But walking away, saves you

You have a long Beautiful and exciting life to live

The world is too big, just too big to die for one small person

The world has changed as we know it.

But you have chosen to remain

Refusing to transform

You choose to stay deformed

It is this same deformity that will send you to your untimely death

Don't blame the man

You are as guilty as your abuser

True repentance is walking away not praying for a miracle

This is 2020, the miracle is walking away

Any message that does not encourage you to leave is anti-you

Enough is enough


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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