As a woman in my mid-thirties, I can confidently say I have seen them all -- the trials and temptations we go through in search of a lifetime partner.
One time, society came up with a booklet on how a woman should behave if she ever wanted to get herself a loving husband. Inside this booklet, were the ‘dos’ and ‘do
Sometimes I think I should have spent my early 20s just being a regular 20-year-old, singing and dancing along to R Kelly’s ‘Storm is Over’ or Shaggy’s ‘Wasn’t me’. But see, I was somewhere buried in this booklet that told me how I should behave while in the dating industry.
I used to leave my sister’s house as early as
I would then walk to the bus stop to go and wait for him to alight from work and walk him home telling him how proud I was about his hard work and determination -- as if I wasn’t working as hard to deserve a pat on my poor back. Then I would keep him company as he ate his dinner. I would do the dishes then start the long trip back to my sister’s house. I will not even mention the number of times I differed with my sister because of my dangerous daily routine!
Anyway, seven years down the line after scrubbing endless floors, ironing countless clothes, cooking countless meals and braving the cold and the dark, it all came to an end. The funny bit though, by the time all this was coming to an end, I was already smelling my 30s with no husband -- the same one that society had promised me 'had I played all the wifey duties during courtship'.
So I gave myself a year’s break from relationships as I
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But then again, when society says shut up, please shut up unless you have a heart of steel. So I went back to dating with a mouth that only opened when eating. Apart from being the hard worker I was, I became a monument in the house that’s there to be seen and not be heard. That didn’t even last two months!
My people, there’s nothing as difficult as pretending to be who you aren’t, not once but twice! First of all, I wasn’t born a
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