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Kano must be in big mess for a Governor to call 20k empowerment

As far back as I know,I have always been plumy. I got big bones and I got used to being got the fatty and all kinds of names kids used to bully me when I was growing up. I developed low self esteem because of this. Even my family members teased the heck out of me.

As I got older,maybe in the university,I began to use the mockery I got for being fat to be funny and make jokes about myself. Some how that seemed to work and I felt a little better that I was already mocking myself before other people even had the chance to mock me. But being fat was unattractive to guys. They were cool with sleeping with me but they didn’t want to be seen with me as their girlfriends.

I work in the media industry and I get to meet a lot of artists and that is how I met Jude,he is a promoter and has been divorced. he was also very broke.I think he married me because of the opportunities he could get through me: you know,connection in the industry and of course,I was more financially buoyant.

Did I care,not really? I was 36 and its not like I was getting suitors whom I could choose from. Jude is not a bad guy either but I knew we were not together for strictly love. I knew he had side chicks. I mean,even on our wedding night,I know he hung out with someone.I didn’t care. I was married and not going to die alone. I would have a child legally too from this marriage.

However,our challenge started when Jude stopped touching me like four months after the marriage. He said he was not into me. In order words,he was not attracted to me s*xually. He would touch me like once in a month and it would be two sloppy seconds!.I was unhappy cos it would be hard to get pregnant this way. Even when I try to let him know I am ovulating so we could try,he would say he was tired.

This continued for two years. It became obvious that I was in a prison. I was not getting love or support or financial assistance or even s*x from my husband. I ran the home by myself. We were living like room mates or flat mates. My friend Oge,who was the only one I confided in asked me to file for divorce but I told her I was not ready to be single. It is not easy being single at all.

In my frustration and pain,I planned my vacation to Abu Dhabi to get out and have some fun. Away from my troubles. It was a well needed vacation. I was away for a whole month. But in that time,I met a man from Cameroon. We hung out a few times and were intimate actually. I didn’t plan it but I was in a very vulnerable place. He took interest in me and I just wanted to be happy for once. We both knew it was a fling.

That vacation was in June. And this month,I just discovered that I am pregnant. Obviously pregnant from my fling in the middle east. I am so happy about this pregnancy even if it was not planned. I told my husband when I discovered and he was like,ok,so you finally got what you wanted. He thinks the child is his. But his behavior has not even changed towards me.

I know some people might think I was crazy for thinking that having a baby would change a man. But really,I have been thinking,if I am going to remain in this loveless marriage just to have a baby,I might as well leave this marriage since I have gotten this baby now and its not even from this ungrateful man I call my husband.

I also sometimes wonder what will happen when Jude finds out anytime in the future that this child is not his? Would it not be better to tell him now so that he can decide if he wants to stay or not?

I cannot tell anyone this secret of mine. What do you think I should do? Do I keep quiet and have the baby in my marriage or what is the point of remaining in such a loveless marriage .Should I tell my husband and quit the marriage?

let us log on to fifa.com and cast our vote. i had to vote for musa isa goal cos that goal healed a lot of wounds in Nigerian hearts.

Give your life to Jesus and get closer to God,
change your circle of friends (make Jesus Your friend),
change the kind of movie you watch (watch christian movies),
Change the books you read (read the bible often) and
Change the places you go to (meet other believers at fellowships, join SUCF, NIFES, etc since you are still in school)

Ramos again

politics! look at what you made him do

Oh hard to believe

HMMMM

i see Egypt winning this match

they have succeeded in spelling Gambia

hmmm lost #1000
going by leakages you lost #500 + you are being owed #100 + you gave out #400 as change = total of #1000 lost regardless of the #100 that was given back to you
Going by injections you had #500 + your #100 paid back + your lost #500 that was given to you less the actual #100 naira being owed = #1000

we can yes we can, lets go boys

who is deceiving who?

link for live streaming please?

and i had a dream where Nigeria lost to England, well it was only a dream

Why is katsina State list more than 200 where as many states have less than 100 candidates? even Benue State with security challenge has less than 200 candidates

praise be to God

live streaming pls?

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My brother Mark and I were brought up as twins. We were born on the same day, in the same hospital, but to different mothers. Our mothers became friends during their hospital stay and since they lived a couple of blocks from each other they continued being friends for the first year of Mark’s and my lives. Then Mark’s father discovered that my dad and Mark’s mother were having an affair. The two of them disappeared one night and two months later news came that they had drowned somewhere in the Caribbean.

Being left holding the babies, my mom and Mark’s dad worked out an agreement. Mom would take care of Mark and he would put food on our table. When the news of the runaways’ deaths hit them they decided that the best thing to do was for them to sell one of the houses and move together. They got married and mom adopted Mark and his dad adopted me and I grew up calling him dad. In fact, it wasn’t until we were 13 that Mark and I found out the whole story about our past. People still referred to us as the Stevens twins because we really looked a lot alike. I don’t think we could have been any closer if we’d shared a womb.

See also: How I Did Not Have Sex Until I was 37, Now I’m Sad About It.

In high school Mark was a jock and it was great for me, all the popular guys from school would come to our house and I became quite popular as a result. I was more academically inclined and I was voted class president in our senior year. Mark’s best friend was my prom date and we shared a limo with Mark and his date. Things went on as normal, we graduated and were heading to the same college. Mark was going on a football scholarship and I’d won an academic scholarship. We spent our last summer at home lying around the pool and hanging out with our friends.

Towards the end of the summer dad announced that he had to go to Europe for two weeks on a business trip and he was taking mom with him. There’d be no grandparents looking after Mark and me this time, we were 18 and old enough to take care of ourselves. The neighbors would keep an eye on us and parties were strictly forbidden.

Mark and I drove our parents to the airport and then we drove back home in silence. We were both excited about this first taste of freedom. It was a hot night and we got a pizza delivered, which we ate by the pool. When we’d finished eating we stayed outside talking about college until it was very late. It was almost midnight and the temperature was still in the 90s. Mark decided that he needed a dip in the pool. I was shocked when he stripped down to his birthday suit and jumped in.

“Jump in sis,” he called me.

“Not unless you get your speedos on!” I informed him.

“Don’t be such a prude,” he replied. “It’s much nicer with nothing on.”

I was tempted, and after a few moments’ thought I decided to give skinny dipping a try.

“OK, I’ll jump in, but you have to look the other way while I UnCloth.”

Mark ceremoniously turned around and faced the other way while I started stripping. I’d been wearing a short skirt and a cropped top and they came off easily. I struggled a bit with my bra, nerves I think, but my 34C breasts were soon freed. Lastly I stepped out of my white panties and walked up to the pool and dove in. The water felt lovely and cool on my hot body. Mark swam up to me as I was treading water.

this is becoming very very interesting

agbonkamen:
Complete the story here

Hello Ma,

My wife left me yesterday and she took my children away with her. I have been looking for her and no one wants to tell me where she is. She switched off her phone and I cant reach her. Well,yes,something happened that made her leave. Something that happened 12 years ago when we were not even married.

While we were dating in 2005 -2006,my wife (then my girlfriend) were always having issues. Some times we break up and make up after weeks. There was a time we broke up for almost one month. During that time,her younger sister came to my place. She was 19 years at the time. That was not her first time of coming to see me. Her family members and I are very close. She came and we while we were jisting,she said she broke up with her boyfriend and she was really heartbroken. She was in a bad shape that day so she came around just to talk to me cos she felt both of us were in the same boat seeing that both of us were having issues with our relationship. We spent that fateful Saturday in my place,watching movies and doing other stuff but we ended up sleeping with each other. She wanted to end her virginity. I regret yielding to her and we both regretted it and promised each other to keep it a secret.

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What she didnt tell me was that she actually got pregnant after that day. She had an abortion without my knowledge. All these happened during the time I broke up with her sister for a month. We made up after that and two years later we got married.Everything has been fine until this month,almost 10 years later. Ene,my wife’s younger sister has been married for almost four years now and she has not been able to have a child. This has been causing serious issues in her marriage. After several tests,it was discovered that her Fallopian tube was damaged by a crude abortion done years ago. Ene became hopeless and inconsolable. And in her depression,she felt she needed to confess to her sister so that she would be healed and have a chance to get pregnant.

That confession didn’t go well with her sister,my wife. She of course,blamed me for her sister’s predicament. She is accusing me of taking advantage of her sister when she was a teenager. Her family too is so upset. They say I have ruined the sisters. What no one is considering is that,one,we slept together when her sister and I broke up…how were we to know that we would come back to get married in future? Secondly,I didn’t force the girl,she was willing. She was not a baby,she was 19. Thirdly,this girl didn’t tell me she got pregnant. If I knew,perhaps,I would have done things differently. Maybe we could have kept the baby or if she truly wanted to have an abortion,it would not have been done in a crude way that destroyed her ability to have children now. Why is no one apportioning the same blame to Ene?

I feel bad that my wife feels betrayed by me. But this happened 12 years ago and since then,I have never cheated on my wife. Why cant she forgive me? I dont want to loose my wife,my kids. What do I do? I am ready to do anything,please advice me. (kindly use a fake name when you post this

i dont even understand what it means to be in love with someone, for your information i used my left hand to type this

not a dad development, but is this really needful, i mean what health situations in Ebonyi state warrants this type of Ambulance

loan here and there

yea, quite interesting knowing mum plays great role in the child's upbringing, love my mum, i celebrate her today as always. giving her a shout out here. happy womens day to nne murum and all the women out there who truly care

oh my generation!! what a pity

and you want me to believe this, previously $78 as against what selling price

can't they fake written notice as well

Oh my God. That was my lecturer. RIP Prof.

LIVING BY THE WORD OF GOD psalm 119 vs 105 Presbyterian Church OF Nigeria

asdfjklhaha:
What state did you see the poster?

Fct, Apo to be precise