My name is Esther, and I live in Kitale, Kenya. For many years, my marriage was peaceful and full of friendship. My husband and I rarely argued, and even when we disagreed, we always found a way to settle it quickly. But one morning, everything changed in a way that left me confused, heartbroken, and afraid. It felt as if I was suddenly living with a stranger.
It started with small things. My husband began ignoring me, staying out late, and avoiding simple conversations at home. He became angry over things that never used to bother him. At first, I thought it was work stress or maybe financial pressure. I tried talking to him but he always shut me down. Sometimes he didn’t even want to share the same bed. Weeks passed, and I watched the man who once loved me deeply turn into someone who could barely stand my presence. I cried in secret every night because I didn’t know what I had done wrong.TO READ MORE,TAP HERE
