I parted ways with my former husband because I simply lost feelings. When we tied the knot, he appeared to be a young man filled with aspirations and goals. But he ultimately turned out to be just a guy who lounged in front of the TV until midnight after his factory shift, then went to sleep. I cautioned him multiple times that I desired more from life, but he disregarded me and continued his routine. After we went our separate ways, his relatives made my life unbearable. They spread false stories, damaged my belongings, and persistently ridiculed me. They even managed to get me dismissed from my job. Then, one day, my former husband, his brothers and sisters, and his mother arrived at my doorstep, sobbing and pleading for pardon. It turned out that the previous day, they had received a phone call from the man who is definitely not someone to jest with.

By Nii Naate Nartey