I made a mistake early in my life which I later regretted. My parents allowed me to correct myself and I became religious, AlhamduliLah.
When it was time for me to marry, I relied largely on a scholar to assist me with the search. With all the lectures I have heard, religion became clear to me. On that faithful day Imam called me, that he had helped me to get a match, a brother, I was excited.
We met physically, and families were brought into it, and the nikah date was fixed. I knew the brother was struggling as he said, I took more than 80% of the expenses on the wedding because I was working, I did not see anything wrong, I sponsored almost everything we needed to do towards the nikah. This man did not tell me he didn’t have a stable job until after the nikah.
On the day of the wedding, my husband told me, he had not gotten any accommodation. I nearly collapsed, I quickly rushed to my mum to inform her, she was shocked she started crying, because it was a big disappointment for her, that it would be a big embarrassment for both of us to sleep in my parent’s house since there’s nowhere to sleep. She was worried.
My husband later called one of his friends that night, we begged him, and agreed to assist us, so I took a few things and we went to his friend’s house to sleep over. Then, I knew I had made another error in my life, but it would be a big disgrace for me to talk about separation.
After spending some days in his friend’s house, I realised he was not making any move, I got some money, so I suggested we should relocate to another State, to which he agreed. We began little in the new place because I did not have a higher degree, so I decided to go into teaching to manage. While I was trying to put things together with the little I brought, he did not make good use of it, my husband became very irresponsible, and I suffered he abandoned me and the kids without telling me his whereabouts.
I was totally afraid to talk about separation or divorce because my parents had warned me not to return home, because of the shame it would bring. We were having kids, but I was struggling alone to be responsible for their welfare. A few days after I gave birth, my husband abandoned me and left. I will not lie, I saw hell.
When my life was threatened by his misconduct and I became depressed, coupled with the fact he became a fetish, I decided to run for my life. I saw some things, diabolical items that scared me, and I did not want to be a victim because what I saw in with him frightened me.
The problem I have now is taking care of my kids, things are so difficult, my first son who was supposed to write WAEC exams last year was unable to do so since there was no money. I have vowed not to engage in any form of immorality, I would have loved to remarry, but those who are serious will step back once they know I have kids, others just want to take advantage. May Allah come to my aid, I need help to be back on my feet.
SOURCE: SERVANT OF ALLAH