Calling women who have a roof over their head, furnished rooms, and 150k salary monthly in NIGERIA, losers. Whole time you didn’t have any of that your whole life until it was handed to you.
You’re a very crazy babe.
I know this is not intended, but I have reservations about posts like these, anytime a woman is raped or harassed, it feels as though the men are more concerned about what the man has lost and not necessarily the crime that he has committed.
earlier tonight, while grilling chicken with the kids, my husband disappeared for awhile. He came back 10 minutes later and asked to talk to me away from the kids. He told me his heart was racing and he couldn’t get it under control. He’s described this feeling before to me but has always told me it’s only for about a minute every six months or so. Never for this long.
I asked if I could call an ambulance but he kept saying it wasn’t necessary, that it would probably stop happening any second. My mind was racing but I was trying to keep calm. I called my mom to come be with our children and started driving him to the hospital. He got worse in the car, his vision was severely blurring. I pulled over and called 911.
His heart rate was 248. They told him they had to give him a medicine that would stop and then reset his heart. I don’t know if they misspoke but when he heard “stop” they later told me he said, “I can’t let you do that, I have kids.” They told him it was that or they needed to shock him. They gave him the adenosine and his heart rate slowed down significantly.
The paramedic told me afterwards that he was minutes from death. When they first hooked him up, I met eyes with one of the paramedics and mouthed “is he okay?” He shook his head no.
After trying to keep calm in front of him the whole time, I fell apart in the Little Caesars parking lot. There were a few ambulances and so many people there helping my husband. He had supraventricular tachycardia and is resting at home now, with a heart monitor.
I kept my emotions at bay as much as I possibly could the rest of the night by his side at the hospital. He is much more of an introvert than I am and (true to his British form) does not want to cause any sort of scene. I’m afraid if I talk about any of it, it’ll cause him to downplay his symptoms moving forward so as not to worry me.
But here, in the safe outlet of X, I’m utterly wrecked. As I lay next to him, weeping in the dark, listening to his quiet snoring I found annoying last night, I can’t think of anything I’d rather listen to now. I forget what we argued about yesterday. I can’t stop smelling him and touching him and thinking about how it was almost just me in this bed tonight.
Thank you Jesus, for being so near.
we had a rude, unapologetic bw(Leanne), you guys switched up on her.
We had a bubbly bw(Whitney) you guys switched up on her
We had a bw who stood on business(Tanya),you guys switched up on her
we had a bw that didn't want a WM(Catherine),you guys switched up on her #loveIsland
and now we have a bw that's very level-headed(Mimii) and yet AGAIN, you guys switched up on her. That's 8 different bw with different personalities yet all of them have been held to such high expectations that if they fail to meet them, their own community insults them
Wife failed Masters. They couldn’t get Graduate Route Visa because of that. They’ve gone back to Nigeria.
Husband said wife is a dullard and he should have married his intelligent ex. Wife claims he impregnated her the moment they relocated and she couldn’t cope with studies.
A guy's dad died. When his friend was to relay the information to other guys, he said "We have a party to plan, Bayo (name changed) has k*lled his dad" in Yoruba.
That might be insensitive to a lady. But tightly close guys will just laugh it off. It will not deplete the sympathy
I’m so sorry this is coming late. I won’t lie I’m overwhelmed not even by the hate but the love. I’m surprised. I am in love with each and every one of you beautiful archangels. Thank you so much for loving me irrespective of everything. We Dey gallant. Real hot girl shit.