My name is Esther, and I live in Wakiso, Uganda. I have been married for ten years and have three wonderful children. For many years, I believed my husband and I were building a life together a stable home with love, respect, and financial security. I trusted him with our future, believing that the salary he earned would provide for our family. But slowly, I started noticing a worrying pattern. My husband began going out more often, staying out late, and spending his hard-earned money on things I could not understand.
At first, I thought it was just occasional indulgence. I assumed maybe he was treating friends or spending on work events. But soon, the truth became clear: he was spending most of his salary on Kampala slay queens young women in the city he would lavish with gifts, money, and dinners. Meanwhile, our children were left at home, often eating only sukuma or very simple meals. I tried to confront him gently, but every conversation ended in arguments. He would deny, justify, or promise to change, but nothing ever improved. My heart ached seeing my children suffer while our home funds went elsewhere, and I felt powerless to stop it.TO READ MORE,TAP HERE
