Kenya, July 20 -- I'm Faith, and I would have labelled someone a liar if they had ever predicted how my marriage would turn out. I thought Timothy was my best friend, so I married him. After four years of dating and building dreams together, we had a modest but lovely wedding. We met at university. My friends admired us, my parents loved him, and we appeared to be the ideal pair on the internet. However, I was unaware that my spouse had little interest in women.
Not quite, anyhow. Although I now see that even our private lives had warning signs, the first year was fine. It was always a mechanical feeling. Typical. As if he were performing, not having fun. Except for planned bedroom occasions, he seldom ever touched me. The late evenings spent with his "boys" followed. One buddy in particular, Brian, was there. When Brian phoned, Tim would become excited. To go "watch the match" with him, he would cancel our dinner plans. To read more click here.
Published by HT Digital Content Services with permission from Bana Kenya.