Tag: Abuse

Let The Little Girl Dance

Oluchi: Hi

David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): Hiya!

Oluchi: How do we do this?

DBM: Just write what’s on your mind

Oluchi: I was 18 years old when I got married to the man my parents, specifically, my mother picked as my prospective groom. I didn’t have much to say in their arrangement. It was my 18th birthday and I woke up that morning to my engagement ceremony. We’ve been married for 17 years and I have nothing in common with my husband other than our two kids. Our relationship hasn’t grown; we don’t talk, because there’s nothing to talk about. I know what love is but I don’t know how to give him my love. I couldn’t have time to hatch a plan to run away from home when I realized I was being married off to a stranger. My husband sedated and raped me under the guise of marital obligation. It was my first sexual encounter. I have woken up many times in the course of our marriage to find him having sex with me without my consent. I’ve been drugged, raped and abused for 17 years in a marriage I did not consent to. And I have had enough.

DBM: Marriage without your consent is invalid and non-binding, even if your parents are in agreement

Oluchi: I didn’t know any of that. I was only 18 and thought it was a surprise birthday party. I heard my parents saying yes to a lot of things before I was forced to accept the man as my husband. I didn’t know his family had come to knock on our door to inform my family of their son’s wish to marry me. I had never met the groom before. Only my parents knew of him. I was asked to wear a new kente dress my mother arranged to be made for me, along with gold jewelry to accent the attire. It was when an aunty came to my room and had in her hand tekua, for me to wear on my head, that I figured it wasn’t a surprise birthday party. By the time I was asked to join them downstairs, his family had presented clothes, jewelry, money and other items as my dowry. My brothers were also given money. Members of both of our families sat across from each other and I was told to say yes, three times. I was then presented to the man’s family. My husband gave my dad schnapps and the spokesperson said the marriage was sealed.

DBM: Did you find out why they gave your hand in marriage without informing you?

Oluchi: I know why

DBM: Why?

Oluchi: Because my mother caught me masturbating. She entered my room without knocking to grab her sewing kit box and found me squirting to lesbian porn. I was 16 years old. She also found similar porn magazines I had hidden in my room and ran to my father, crying to tell him. That was the first time my daddy looked at me with disgust and punched me in the face. I fell on the ground panting for air. They locked me in my room like a prisoner for two weeks. Since then, I have lived my life in fear.

DBM: I am terribly sorry. This is absolutely heartbreaking

Oluchi: Before my husband took me away, my mother told him to put the fear of God in me

DBM: Hmmm!

Oluchi: I left my husband’s house.

DBM: How long ago?

Oluchi: 3 months.

DBM: How about your children?

Oluchi: I left without them.

DBM: Do they know where you are?

Oluchi: No, but I have been visiting them in school. They know I am fine

DBM: How about your parents?

Oluchi: They’ve been dead to me since I was 18. I don’t care about them anymore.

DBM: Do you work?

Oluchi: Yes. I started a new job three months ago. I had to change jobs because my husband and parents knew where I worked previously. I was living a miserable life, Dave. I wasn’t happy. I was depressed. I was suicidal.

DBM: Are you going to be alright wherever you are now?

Oluchi: Yes.

DBM: Do you know why I’m not saying much to you?

Oluchi: No

DBM: Because you’re the only person that is sure to remain in your life and stand by you forever when everyone one else sees you as the problem. I am so glad you have cut ties with your parents and husband. Any person that holds you back from growing mentally with their actions or choice of words are not welcome. Stand your ground and never again allow any man or woman to stretch their wickedness any further. You will find a way to be happy.

Oluchi: I want to experience what it means to be happy

DBM: You will, and when you do, you will project it so loud – it will attract the right person to your heart.

Oluchi: I have a really good job that brings me stability.

DBM: Stability is attractive.

Oluchi: Hehehe

DBM: How old are your children?

Oluchi: 16 and 14. They saw and heard their father become abusive towards me in every way. The subtle physical abuse, mental abuse, emotional and verbal abuse broke me down to the extent that, they started to worry. My son was the one who begged me to leave their father. He told me he had never seen me happy since he was born. Though I visit them in school and secretly give them money to save, they have never told their father nor grandparents about my school visitations. They understand why mummy is not home with them, and they’re okay.

DBM: Is your husband the only man you’ve been with?

Oluchi: Yes. I don’t know of any other man or woman sexually.

DBM: What’s your short-term goal?

Oluchi: Get a divorce. Connect with my children and have them come around. Find a loving woman to be in a relationship with.

DBM: Okay! Your husband doesn’t deserve you. Whatever your parents’ reasons were to throw you to the wolves in the name of marriage, know that the abuse you suffered wasn’t your fault nor your responsibility. Only your husband is responsible for his behavior. Your parents are responsible for their neglect and abuse of you. Being a lesbian does not excuse their bad behavior. Nothing ever excuses any form of abuse or disrespect. No matter how ‘straight’ you pretend to become, your parent’s behavior and that of your husband’s is their choice.

Oluchi: Yes

DBM: You have life. You have your sanity. You have GOD. You have a good job. You have your children. That’s all that matters at the end of the day.

Oluchi: Dave, it got to a point in my marriage I was willing to force myself to fall in love with my children’s father, even though I have a strong attraction to women. It was so confusing to pretend because I am not sexually attracted to men. I have fantasied about women since I was 11 years old.

DBM: What goes through your mind when you see a woman you like?

Oluchi: Let me give a typical example. When I was in JSS 1, we had a class prefect who always added my name to the names of talkative on the board. Anytime she did that, I would look at her angrily, and in my teenage brain, picture myself as a handsome guy and be thinking about all the things I would do to her in the bedroom. She was my first crush, and I didn’t even like her.

DBM: Ha!

Oluchi: Anytime my husband is on top of me and sweating, I get very jealous that I may never know what it feels like to penetrate a woman. Because in my mind, I am also a man and would be fantasizing about having sex with a woman who wants me. If I had not left my marriage, I would have poisoned my husband to become the grieving widow trying to date women.

DBM: Have you come out to your children?

Oluchi: I have. It was nerve-wracking to be vulnerable before my kids.

DBM: Did they understand you?

Oluchi: My daughter understood. It was my son whose first reaction was anger. It’s taking him a bit of time to process why his mother would be attracted to women.

DBM: How long ago was this?

Oluchi: Three months ago, at their school. It’s recent.

DBM: People need their own timing to process such information. It’s not rejection.

Oluchi: I know

DBM: I am very proud of you. Well done!

Oluchi: How long do you think it’s going to take a boy child to talk to his mother about how he feels about her preference?

DBM: I wouldn’t be able to know. Every child is different. You basically disrupted his assumptions of you. That is not his idea of how a woman should love. His feelings may or not change with time but you did the right thing by being honest with them. They deserve to know and understand why their mother will never want to be with the opposite sex. Doing right by the people you love also means being honest with them. Just keep the door open for questions and communication. It nurtures an environment where progress is possible.

Oluchi: They know they can ask or talk to me about anything. When I visited them two weeks ago, he asked me if I ever loved his father. He also asked if I knew I was a lesbian before marrying their father. He asked if I ever cheated on their father with a woman. He wanted to know if my parents knew about my sexuality, and if I had ever had a relationship with a woman before marrying their father. I answered all his questions truthfully.

DBM: Good! It shows them that you’re indeed open and actively listening to what their concerns are, and that you have a vested interest in trying to understand their point of view. You’re teaching them an important life skill: Every human being deserves to feel seen, heard and respected. You’re not forcing them to accept you. You’re teaching them to be open-minded. Just give them space to take care of their own emotions while you also explore yours at your own pace.

Oluchi: I will keep you updated

Image Credit: ALLAN FRANCA CARMO

Children Are Always Watching

Akuba: David

David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): Hi

Akuba: Can you chat? I don’t have the clearness of mind to type my issue in length. I will flow if we discuss.

DBM: Sup?

Akuba: My daughter wants me to leave her father

DBM: How old is your daughter?

Akuba: 14

DBM: I see. Are you married to her dad?

Akuba: Yes

DBM: Okay! Why does she want you to leave him?

Akuba: She thinks I am not happy with him

DBM: What makes her think that?

Akuba: I don’t even know. Lol! Children.

DBM: Are you happily married?

Akuba: I am ok.

DBM: Define okay.

Akuba: I mean, it could have been worse but it’s not for now.

DBM: Are you happy?

Akuba: Not really

DBM: Why not?

Akuba: Dave, life is not all about my happiness.

DBM: I concur.

Akuba: Yeah. I can manage. I will be fine.

DBM: If you were presented an opportunity to redo marriage in your next life, would you still be doing it with the father of your daughter?

Akuba: Never

DBM: Why not?

Akuba: I don’t have a reason. I just wouldn’t. I would rather be single.

DBM: I see. Does he make you happy?

Akuba: He used to.

DBM: Why doesn’t he anymore?

Akuba: Dave, you might have to ask him because as I sit here right now, I don’t have an answer to that question.

DBM: That is rather unfortunate.

Akuba: I know. Life happens.

DBM: How do you intend explaining situations to your child?

Akuba: She will grow to understand

DBM: Understand what?

Akuba: Marriage and life and all.

DBM: Do you understand that your happiness, as her mother, is just as important to raising a healthy, well-developed child?

Akuba: I know

DBM: And that, if being with her father does not situate you in an environment that you can be 100% your authentic self and the best parent you know you can ever be to her, then it is hardly the best decision to be staying where you are, thinking ‘it could have been worse’.

Akuba: Yeah

DBM: Are you sure you are doing alright?

Akuba: I’m fine

DBM: When you put your marriage on the table, is it salvageable?

Akuba: I used to love my husband very much. It used to be the two of us against the world

DBM: Let’s put your marriage on the table. Is it salvageable?

Akuba: Yes

DBM: Good! Have you tried counselling?

Akuba: I have

DBM: How about him?

Akuba: I wouldn’t know. He is difficult to have a sit-down with to discuss our relationship.

DBM: Is your husband still interested in you?

Akuba: I doubt that

DBM: Are you interested in him?

Akuba: I don’t know

DBM: Are you sexually attracted to him?

Akuba: Sometimes. I don’t know, Dave. I don’t know

DBM: Do you still love him?

Akuba: I care about him, yes.

DBM: You love him?

Akuba: I love him

DBM: Are you in love with him?

Akuba: Not at the moment

DBM: But you could fall in love with him again if situations were to change for the better?

Akuba: Yes

DBM: Is he physically abusive?

Akuba: He almost hit me once. My daughter witnessed it

DBM: Is he verbally abusing you?

Akuba: Yes. Our daughter has been a witness to that also. A lot of it

DBM: Is he a good father to your child?

Akuba: He is

DBM: Is he a good husband to you?

Akuba: He used to, when we first married.

DBM: You have just one child, no?

Akuba: 2. A boy and a girl

DBM: How old is your son?

Akuba: 11

DBM: Your children are learning how to treat others by the example you and your husband are setting in how you treat each other.

Akuba: Are you married, David?

DBM: Yes, I am

Akuba: Do you look at your wife as though she’s not pretty enough to you anymore? Do you look at your wife as though you regret marrying her? Do you speak to her anyhow? Do you justify having affairs? Do you intentionally do things to frustrate, push or force your wife away from you and your marriage?

DBM: Is that what you are dealing with?

Akuba: Yes. I sometimes feel stuck and screwed in this marriage.

DBM: For the past seven years, I have come to understand that, I can use my words and actions to be a blessing or I can use my words and actions to be a curse to my partner. Even when I am justified; I mean, completely justified to be angry and upset – I am commanded by the Word of GOD to treat my partner with gentleness, kindness and understanding.

Akuba: You are making me cry. It’s not easy, David

DBM: You and your husband cannot under any circumstance expect more from your children than you both do out of yourselves. Your children are always watching and taking mental account. Is it really worth it to you, to keep a family dynamic together for your children’s sake?

Image Credit:  Marlon Schmeiski 

LOOKING BACK AT ME

I don’t even know how to start my story, but I need to get it off my chest. I remember being sexually abused at four or five years old. Even though I was just a child, I remember he was a friend to my family; especially with my big sister. He was the type I could go to his room and my parents wouldn’t be bothered. All that I could remember was, he made me sit on his lap and he would insert his fingers in my private parts. I can’t remember the exact times it happened but I know I didn’t tell anyone about it. I can’t remember if he threatened me or not but I couldn’t tell my parents or siblings.

Unfortunately for me too, he left the town as I was growing up, and so I actually forgot about the whole incident. Fast forward to about age nine or ten; my cousin from my father’s side came to live with us. She was about four years older than me. We got along a lot and almost did everything together. Anytime we played, I remember letting her insert her fingers in my private part and sometimes too, I did same to her. It continued for a while. My mom was the strict type, so I couldn’t open up to her like I was supposed to. As little as I was, my mom thought I was sleeping around and was always ready to beat me.

I found solace in my cousin and rather told her my problems. She was the first person I ran to when I first menstruated. I knew a lot at age 11 concerning sex, even though I had not done it before. Well, I’m sure it’s the type of friends I made in school. I had a boyfriend all this while, but we never did anything sexual. Eventually, I lost my virginity at age 13. The sad thing I told my self was, I have done well; at least, I’m 13 and all those around me had done it, so what was I waiting for?

31-12-08 to 1-01-2009: I gave it all to my then ‘serious boyfriend’. From there, I had a series of relationships; most of them, I would go in with my all but along the line, I would say what if he cheats? Why don’t I add another one in case…. After high school, I had slept with about 20 men. I went to tertiary and had about six different relationships, which all led to sex. I don’t know if it was desperation or I was just being plain stupid. I really crave for love but I’m mostly left or I leave. I had so much pride in me that, I would rather replace you than to apologize or talk things out.

Those that I was willing to apologize to also didn’t want me anymore. At age 26, I had a body count of 40 sexual partners, with five abortions to my credit. Three out of the five abortions were for a married man. Tell me, am I not stupid? As at now, I have a job; but even with that, I slept with my boss for it. I gathered courage and broke up with the married man but recently, we have gotten in contact because the guy I left him for is in the States and even that one kraa, I have slept with someone else with the aim that, the US guy won’t take me seriously. Unfortunately, the new guy doesn’t really seem to be serious about me or want anything. He’s scared I guess! I actually look organized, but deep down, I’m not.

The married man I was dating has started calling me and giving me attention again. The US guy has also started acting up because he claims since he went, we haven’t had video sex; mind you – he was here in July and we had a lot of sex. In all, I feel so lonely; I feel I have wasted my life and I feel I would never be loved genuinely. Am I desperate? I’m now working and my salary is okay. Apart from the married man, I have never really been asking for help from guys I date. I break down any time I remember how I have cheapened myself. I really crave for love, especially now that I feel I’m ready to forsake everything and start all over again. But how?

I always believed I am a strong person but sometimes, the strongest gets weak. I have always wanted to talk to people but I’ve got trust issues. I am sharing this here to get this horrible life and secret out of my chest. In all, I blame myself and my mom because honestly, she failed me and I pray I don’t ever fail my children if I ever have any. I want to be their best friend. I want my future kids to always come to me without fear, and I don’t want my children to repeat my mistakes. I pray for forgiveness all the time and I pray true love finds me; and when it does, hopefully, I would be able to see it clearly and give my all without messing it up.

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