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Dear Jzhane, I am a fresh graduate and I live in Minna, Niger State.am in a fix and need advise as quickly as possible. My best friend sent your story excerpt on Whatsapp to me. I was initially reluctant to click on the link after reading the highlight because I avoid any relationship site that will be pointing out my deeds to me. I don’t like people using abusive language on me. But my friend who is privy to my predicament actually convinced me about your blog, which i now also recommend to everyone. After reading few of your stories, I concluded that this is the right person to share my pains with where I will not be judged. Ma, your comments are on point, no criticism on people personality. Pardon me to say but I like you ma because of you Godly counsel, though we have not met Am sure anyone having you as a big aunt is blessed. I will be getting married in 6 months time to the most caring, gentle and wonderful man ever. I have a concern which have kept me in bondage, fear…. I was abused at a very young age. After the abuse,I became a sex slave. This young man that I am getting married to is Wilson. I have been dating Wilson for 2 years now but he has not been able to ever satisfy my sexual needs. What he doesn’t know is that,I have met with other men behind his back. I am not attracted to them,I just have insatiable needs which Wilson cannot meet. My Condition started at an early age, precisely 7 years. My mum will leave me with the young man,our neighbor who was about 25 years at that time. He was always coming to our house to gist with us. My parents didn’t suspect anything but he pretended to be playful with me but any chance he had,he abused me and made me promise to keep quiet. It was our little secret. He would give me candies as my reward for keeping quiet. This continued until I was 8 years old. We then moved out of that neighborhood. When I was 12 years old,approaching puberty, I began to observe that I was drawn to s*x. The young boys in my area would playfully touch me and I would just allow them. It felt like food to me. I was being used by all the little boys in my area.I left for boarding house and that didn’t stop. I was abused by my seniors and house teachers. And I loved every bit of the abuse cos I loved sex like I needed it to breathe. I lived quite freely in the University. I had slept with several guys and lecturers before graduation. Gloria has been my best friend since uni. She is the one who introduced me to your blog. One time,while in school,She took me to a Church in our desperation to solve this matter. I paid N50k to conduct deliverance. That didn’t work. After narrating my whole experience to the Pastor, he said the man the abused me when I was .. https://livelystones.com.ng/abused-and-cursed-yet-he-wants-to-marry-meplease-help/ |
Its still possible ,though the chances are 9% loool Beke2020: |
Very good eye opener. Some will still go and marry after messing up the ones in the city. Beke2020: |
Let’s talk about sex, because it turns out the most important part of cultivating a healthy sex life is talking about a healthy sex life. Only 9% of couples who can’t comfortably talk about sex with one another say that they’re satisfied sexually. Here is an example of a conversation that a real couple had in my office. Ashley: We’re doing better. It’s not as much of a problem as it was a few years ago. Ryan: I feel like we are more secure as a couple now. I’m not sure I would say the problem is solved, though. Ashley: Do you feel like anything has changed? Ryan: How do you feel about it? Ashley: Well, I viewed the problem as something that would destroy our marriage and now I don’t worry about it anymore. Ryan: I never thought it was a threat. You probably have no idea what they’re talking about. The issue is that in their marriage, Ryan has wanted sex more frequently than Ashley. During this conversation, Ashley is looking for Ryan’s reassurance that it’s not a problem anymore. He still thinks it is, but avoids telling her directly. He doesn’t feel comfortable asking for what he needs. When partners talk to each other about their sexual needs, their conversations are often indirect, vague, and left unresolved. Typically both partners are in a rush to finish the discussion, hoping their partner will understand their desires without saying much. The less direct you are about what you want, the less likely you are to get it. Talking about sex is a powerful way to deepen intimacy and connection. Saying things like, “Last night when you touched my ____ and gave it all of your attention, I felt very sexy. I loved it.” or “Making love in the morning is the best part of waking up!” When communication is full of tension, then frustration, ambiguity, and hurt feelings are sure to follow. This is why friendship outside the bedroom is so crucial to a passionate sex life. It’s common for couples to want to talk about sex, yet they struggle to find the right words to express themselves without sounding critical or feeling embarrassed. Below are the four guidelines for talking about sex. source : https://livelystones.com.ng/couples-talk-sex-better-sex/ |
That was the mistake she made. She would have waited but out of anger or will i say arrogance ,she messed up Radiants: |
May God answer you according to your request. But what if she is a nursing mother ? or she is in her menstrual circle ? looool. marvin906: |
Make she forget the issue for age is just a number . Jecciluscious: |
loooool. iv heard Sir. MrOreo: |
Nwanee mmadu. Akwukwo nso kwuru ya , time shall come wen 7 women shall come to a man and request for marriage. TarOrfeek: |
you really hit the nail at head . Exactly , you cant win someone heart with good sex or food ohhh. Do not let desperation lead you into what you will regret. QueenSuccubus: |
Dear Jzhane, Dele and I met during my NYSC. He was working with one of the banks where I used to collect my allowee. He was kind and supportive during my NYSC and actually helped me get a job in the insurance company where I work now. About seven weeks ago,Dele proposed to me and I was so elated,I said yes. He gave me a very beautiful ring and I couldnt be happier. Last week,I took Dele to introduce him to my elder sister that lives in Ibadan. While we were there,my sister called me aside and said that she does not like Jude. She said that she noticed that he is abusive toward me. She said that she witnessed him talking to me in a demeaning way. That he talks to me in a “loud” tone and treats me in a controlling manner. You see,My sister was married to an abusive man and told me that she knows what abuse looks like. After we left my sister’s place,I have been getting https://livelystones.com.ng/ask-jzhane-can-tell-fiance-going-abusive/ |
I had seen D* around the office of the tech company I worked for. But we didn’t really get to know each other well until our office holiday party. We hit it off and made plans to go Christmas shopping together, which was our first time hanging outside of work. We started dating about a month after that. IT WAS GREAT…AT FIRST D and I worked on opposite ends of the office and in different departments (he was in engineering, I was in marketing), so we didn’t think it would be a big deal to mix business and pleasure. At first, it was exciting to get to see each other every day at work. It was this secret we were holding on to—some of our close colleagues knew, but we hadn’t told out bosses or HR, since it didn’t seem that serious yet. Whenever we’d cross paths in the halls, I’d feel a rush of adrenaline. But about a year later, something clicked in my head, and I wanted to end it. D had become complacent in his life and wasn’t motivated to do anything positive, professionally or personally, and his priorities weren’t where I thought they should be for a man in his thirties. It wasn’t working for me anymore, so I had to break it off. By that point, seeing him every day at work was the worst. I’d think, “Ugh, you again?” BUT THE BREAKUP WAS AWKWARD AF For D, the breakup felt totally out of the blue. He didn’t get it, and he wanted another chance. But I had been talking to him about these issues for a while, and when he didn’t change, I made up my mind. We had a very emotional conversation over the weekend, and the following Monday back at the office was incredibly awkward. I didn’t want to run into him, so I ate my lunch at my desk and only left my area to go to the bathroom. The first time we interacted again was that Wednesday. I had a meeting, and he walked by the glass-walled conference room 8 to 10 times in that one hour. He kept walking by my weekly meetings and staring at me with puppy-dog eyes. At first, I figured he just had business to do on my side of the office. But when it continued, I realized he was trying to see me and get my attention. There were a few people in the meeting who knew about our history, and they gave me eyes like, “You better handle this.” D and I worked on opposite ends of the office and in different departments (he was in engineering, I was in marketing), so we didn’t think it would be a big deal to mix business and pleasure. At first, it was exciting to get to see each other every day at work. It was this secret we were holding on to—some of our close colleagues knew, but we hadn’t told out bosses or HR, since it didn’t seem that serious yet. Whenever we’d cross paths in the halls, I’d feel a rush of adrenaline. But about a year later, something clicked in my head, and I wanted to end it. D had become complacent in his life and wasn’t motivated to do anything positive, professionally or personally, and his priorities weren’t where I thought they should be for a man in his thirties. It wasn’t working for me anymore, so I had to break it off. By that point, seeing him every day at work was the worst. I’d think, “Ugh, you again?” BUT THE BREAKUP WAS AWKWARD AF For D, the breakup felt totally out of the blue. He didn’t get it, and he wanted another chance. But I had been talking to him about these issues for a while, and when he didn’t change, I made up my mind. We had a very emotional conversation over the weekend, and the following Monday back at the office was incredibly awkward. I didn’t want to run into him, so I ate my lunch at my desk and only left my area to go to the bathroom. The first time we interacted again was that Wednesday. I had a meeting, and he walked by the glass-walled conference room 8 to 10 times in that one hour. He kept walking by my weekly meetings and staring at me with puppy-dog eyes. At first, I figured he just had business to do on my side of the office. But when it continued, I realized he was trying to see me and get my attention. There were a few people in the meeting who knew about our history, and they gave me eyes like, “You better handle this.” I didn’t speak to D about it until it happened again at next week’s meeting. Then I decided I couldn’t avoid conflict any more. I went to his desk and told him I felt like it was getting really awkward and I hadn’t thought it was going to be like this. He didn’t want to hear it. He would fill his 16-ounce water bottle two to three times in the few minutes it took my K-Cup to brew, never saying anything. He asked me how I could walk away from what we had. He said he just wanted to be around me, see my face, and smell my perfume. I felt bad–I wasn’t trying to be mean or heartless, but at a certain point I just had to shut off emotionally. I couldn’t have these intense conversations at work, and for me, it had long been over. TENSIONS ESCALATED QUICKLY After we talked, things only got weirder. He would “randomly” pop up everywhere. He kept walking by my weekly meetings and staring at me through the glass walls–not in a menacing way, but with puppy-dog eyes, trying to make me feel something. If I was making coffee in the break room (which was on his side of the building), he would fill his 16-ounce water bottle two to three times in the few minutes it took my K-Cup to brew, never saying anything, but just always there. People were starting to notice and talk, but it was more of a nuisance than anything, so I didn’t feel the need to go to HR. Non-work breakups are hard enough–just seeing your ex’s sweatshirt can make you nostalgic. I did have one boss take me aside and say ..... Is it right to date a co worker ![]() https://livelystones.com.ng/dated-co-worker-epic-disaster/
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Actually ,its not the lady"s fault . Maybe the rubber gave it to her in a way she never experienced before. 080jbabe: |
I think it has to start with a desire to change. Just like the Johevah witness leader that allowed the wife to die during delivery bcoz he believed it was a sin to donate blood. This lady must accept she needs help. Its a mind set thing. lefulefu: |
Dear Admin, Some say that I am wicked,some say I should forgive and move on. Hell has no fury like a scorned woman! I have lost the most precious thing in my life, life is not worth living without Jamil. Jamil and I were high school sweethearts. We grew up in the city of Kaduna. We always knew we were meant to be. I loved him with all my heart and he too loved me. Ours was like a fairy tale love story. Even when I went to polytechnic,Jamil and I remained close. We became engaged to be married after my OND. Aisha my cousin,for reasons best known to her,decided to drug Jamil one day and set him up with a friend of hers. They planned the set up so good that I didnt know. Aisha was the one who told me Jamil was cheating on me. She dragged me to Jamil’s house that day for me to see a Unclad Jamil in the arms of another lady whom I didnt know was Aisha’s friend. I was so heartbroken at what I saw and I took off. I left town that day to Abuja. And since since then,I never returned. I just couldnt deal with the fact that the love of my life betrayed me. I changed my phone number so Jamil could not reach me and I made my mother swear not to say where I was. I was hurt for several months. I tried to move on. One day,I was in the market when someone from Kaduna recognized me. She is a distant relative. We hugged and we were happy to see each other. We tried to catch up and she wanted to know why I ran away from kaduna. I told her about that I found out Jamil was cheating on me. She was very sympathetic but she then told me that .. https://livelystones.com.ng/revenge-best-devilish-cousin-will-never-enjoy-marria |
Pray it doesn't happen to you coz if it does , we will call it tales by moon light. You know stories being told on NTA network? HallaDaTruth: |
Dear Admin, Some say that I am wicked,some say I should forgive and move on. Hell has no fury like a scorned woman! I have lost the most precious thing in my life, life is not worth living without Jamil. Jamil and I were high school sweethearts. We grew up in the city of Kaduna. We always knew we were meant to be. I loved him with all my heart and he too loved me. Ours was like a fairy tale love story. Even when I went to polytechnic,Jamil and I remained close. We became engaged to be married after my OND. Aisha my cousin,for reasons best known to her,decided to drug Jamil one day and set him up with a friend of hers. They planned the set up so good that I didnt know. Aisha was the one who told me Jamil was cheating on me. She dragged me to Jamil’s house that day for me to see a naked Jamil in the arms of another lady whom I didnt know was Aisha’s friend. I was so heartbroken at what I saw and I took off. I left town that day to Abuja. And since since then,I never returned. I just couldnt deal with the fact that the love of my life betrayed me. I changed my phone number so Jamil could not reach me and I made my mother swear not to say where I was. I was hurt for several months. I tried to move on. One day,I was in the market when someone from Kaduna recognized me. She is a distant relative. We hugged and we were happy to see each other. We tried to catch up and she wanted to know why I ran away from kaduna. I told her about that I found out Jamil was cheating on me. She was very sympathetic but she then told me that .. https://livelystones.com.ng/revenge-best-devilish-cousin-will-never-enjoy-marria |
When my husband Ron and I were married, we were privileged to have my grandfather and his uncle officiate our ceremony. What a blessing! But during the weeks leading up to the big day my dear, soon to be husband, was concerned my conservative pastoral grandfather of 89 would be upset we hadn’t done any formal premarital training. As much as I thought he was being overly cautious, I knew there was merit to his concerns. My parents had recently divorced, and I knew I wanted to be as proactive as possible to set our relationship up for success. So we all sat down over a pot of my grandmother’s spaghetti while my grandfather downloaded all 65 years of his marital wisdom onto us…in about 2 hours. Kinda sounds like cramming for a test doesn’t it? It sort of was. We appreciated all we heard from grandpa that day and left feeling (sort of) prepared for marriage, but what about after we said “I do”? How would we STAY married? Ironing out expectations like who would cook, clean and get first dibs on the remote control is always a good first step, but what about all the other stuff life relentlessly throws at us? Financial strain, children, ailing parents, children, selfishness, children, poor communication, children…there’s a lot of things we knew we would never be prepared for. Did I mention children? Ya, enough said. Yet, 17 years later we’re still together. We often ask each other how we’ve survived this long, but neither of us can answer truthfully without some hesitation. We’d like to say it’s our non-negotiable commitment to each other, or that we’re extremely smart, but what life has taught us is – there’s rarely an absolute or definitive answer to anything. Especially the secret to a successful marriage. Some days, we’re sure it’s just a lot of grace, pure dumb luck, and has nothing to do with our smarts! But when pushed, we can drum up a few simple things that have helped us along. Some on purpose, others a bit accidental. We continuously work on our marriage We make time to learn and improve our relationship We observe those around us who have a healthy marriage and sometimes enquire how they keep it that way. As haphazard as our marriage game plan has been, we believe our relationship is richer because of these principles. All of them are important, but my favourite is connecting with other couples. I know there was a time when folks didn’t want to talk about the state of their marriage with others, but that seems to be changing. So much so, that formal marriage mentoring programs are becoming more widely accessible. Maybe there’s a simple formula to successful marriages after all? We all know that’s not true, but there are a few things we can do – like engaging in a mentoring relationship – that can make a difference. It’s been a long time since we sat around the kitchen table eating my grandmother’s spaghetti and listening to my grandfather’s impromptu crash course on marriage. We may not remember every single thing he shared with us, but it did emphasize the importance of allowing others to speak into our relationship and being open to a positive influence. We’ve grown to understand the need to lean on outside support every now and then and humbly receive unsolicited, but thoughtful, reminders to: date often, have more patience and choose our words carefully. Those are the difference makers. The things that keep us going. Inviting loving couples into our lives who care about our relationship. Even though Ron and I haven’t formally engaged in a mentor relationship, (we’re more like kamikaze mentees) having older couples to watch, learn and ask questions has not only taught us to be better spouses but inspired us to keep pushing and working for a better marriage. Written by Lisa Pike for related articles , visit the blog http://livelystones.com.ng/everry-marriage-needs-mentor-benefits-marriage-mentoring/ |
Or He should join her in the fasting lets see who will change. loool. Beke2020: |
Hello Friends , how do you feel when you discover that the one who raised you as responsible father betrays you or you caught him doing something you never expected?? Maya is the daughter of our Cook,Aunty Nancy. She is almost twenty years old and both of us have been dating for about one year but we have kept the relationship secret for almost one year. When we started dating,Maya told her mother but the mother told her to break the relationship cos she didnt want to loose her job as a cook with my family. Aunty Nancy has been working as our family cook for more than 20 years. She got pregnant and had a baby when she was our house girl at the time. She was just a teenager. It was rumored that Security man around our neighborhood had gotten her pregnant and refused to acknowledge the pregnancy. My parents helped her and she had a baby girl. I and my sister was just six and three years old at the time. So when her baby was born,Maya was like our baby sister. When Maya left for Secondary school in boarding school,I was in the UK for my university studies. I returned five years later to meet a fully grown Maya,who was in her final year in University. I fell in love with her. I didnt think anything was wrong with us being together because we are not related by blood. Myself and my sister are adopted children of our parents. But Maya’s mom didnt want the relationship hence we had to keep it secret. I didnt want her to loose her job or respect with my family although I didnt see how that was possible but you know,Africans and superstitions are two peas in a pod. That didnt stop us,we were was hoping that one day we would be able to convince our parents to allow us be together. Maya has been the love of my life and very soon,I intend to let everyone know that. Three months ago,I had returned home from the office one Saturday evening. I had just moved into my apartment for like six months but I was home sick for home made food. So I drove down to my parents place hoping to get some delicious home cooking. The house looked empty when I came in. The security told me my mom was not home but my dad was. I got into our house and went straight upstairs to greet my dad and there I ran into my dad banging ma..... http://livelystones.com.ng/my-fathers-lies-betrayal-keeping-me-from-true-love/ |
Hello Friends , how do you feel when you discover that the one who raised you as responsible father betrays you or you caught him doing something you never expected?? Maya is the daughter of our Cook,Aunty Nancy. She is almost twenty years old and both of us have been dating for about one year but we have kept the relationship secret for almost one year. When we started dating,Maya told her mother but the mother told her to break the relationship cos she didnt want to loose her job as a cook with my family. Aunty Nancy has been working as our family cook for more than 20 years. She got pregnant and had a baby when she was our house girl at the time. She was just a teenager. It was rumored that Security man around our neighborhood had gotten her pregnant and refused to acknowledge the pregnancy. My parents helped her and she had a baby girl. I and my sister was just six and three years old at the time. So when her baby was born,Maya was like our baby sister. When Maya left for Secondary school in boarding school,I was in the UK for my university studies. I returned five years later to meet a fully grown Maya,who was in her final year in University. I fell in love with her. I didnt think anything was wrong with us being together because we are not related by blood. Myself and my sister are adopted children of our parents. But Maya’s mom didnt want the relationship hence we had to keep it secret. I didnt want her to loose her job or respect with my family although I didnt see how that was possible but you know,Africans and superstitions are two peas in a pod. That didnt stop us,we were was hoping that one day we would be able to convince our parents to allow us be together. Maya has been the love of my life and very soon,I intend to let everyone know that. Three months ago,I had returned home from the office one Saturday evening. I had just moved into my apartment for like six months but I was home sick for home made food. So I drove down to my parents place hoping to get some delicious home cooking. The house looked empty when I came in. The security told me my mom was not home but my dad was. I got into our house and went straight upstairs to greet my dad and there I ran into my dad banging ma..... http://livelystones.com.ng/my-fathers-lies-betrayal-keeping-me-from-true-love/ |
Hello Oga, Just persevere , there is nothing too hard for God to do. Its so bad that things turned out this way. no need for thinking of committing suicide. If anything happens to you ,your kids will suffer it. Live for those kids. z11111: |
Nice writes up. MissWrite: |
Marriage is sweet if you marry the right lady. its only when you marry from hell, the mans life becomes like hell too. loool its same way with men too. some ladies marry bad husband. its vice versa. FVCKWOMEN: |
Yes but , What to do , like the indians would say ? She just has to move on. preciousluv2018: |
Not all . These days of social media , Big Brother Nigeria, Telemundo , Zee world and co. So called village girls now , majority of them are wild. Such believe that all or most village girls are cool is fallacy and can land one in big mess. Xisnin: |
Suicide is never a good thought ohhh. You have stay and try to raise your kids. Godslove2018: |
Suicide is never the best thought ohhh. Does it mean,there was no sign during courtship ? z11111: |
True talk . Thats why Bible says he that findeth a (good) wife finds good thing. Angelparadise: |
Its really a very big issue ohhh. Its very rare to see such lady who will stand with the hubby in hard times. DivinelyBlessed: |




