Blog Visitor Needs Help. I was Raped! Should I tell?

The quarrel with Mark was beginning to have it toll on me as I was getting depressed by the day. He wouldn't answer nor return my calls, wouldn't reply my chats and sms. I have sent emissaries to beg him but he remained unmoved and unshaken.. I know he would eventually turn around but I didn't know how long it will take.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning..I laid on my bed, inserted a copy of the new film I got "ADDICTED" into my laptop and relaxed to enjoy. One hour into the movie, I heard a loud bang on my door which shattered the door from its hinges. I turned around and saw two masked men facing me with Guns pointed at me.

I was stark naked on my bed and quickly rushed to cover myself with the duvet but it was already too late as I noticed an erection in one of them.

He approached me menacingly, pointed the gun to my head while he freed his penis from his pants. He had his way into me and raped me as his partner packed the valuables I had in my room.

I heard myself moan as I was defiled. I felt dirty but couldn't help myself as I felt his manhood stretch every breadth of my vagina. I guess he noticed that I was responding and reduced his grasp on me before he climaxed.

After the incidence, my boyfriend ran to my apartment..The police also came and we were told to write our statements.

I noted down all was taken from me but didn't mention the fact that I was raped. How could I say I was when I enjoyed the very act..The scenes from the movie raised my hormones at that time before the robbers struck.

Now I'm stuck with guilt, filth, tears and a nagging conscience.

Its two weeks gone and I need to tell my man what transpired to regain my sanity.

What should I do? I'm dying inside

STOLEN INNOCENCE - STILL SHATTERED

I rushed back home that fateful tuesday
morning as I forgot a file at home. The
traffic was bad as I found my way back
home. I decided to park my car outside to
make things easier and faster for me as I
was just going to pick the forgotten file and
head back to the office. Little did I know
that parking my car outside was my saving
grace, if I had honked for the gate to be
opened for me to park, I may have never
found out, it may have continued
unnoticed for a long time.

I guess the rattling of my keys while
opening the door alerted him. I saw my
little girl, my sweet beautiful little girl of
four rounding the corner of his room,
rumpled and disheveled, guilt and
confusion written all over her face.
Where is Adams I asked and she pointed
to the direction of his room, the room of
my house boy
I rushed into his room and found him
arranging an already arranged room. I
looked at him, then to my girl, him again
and to my girl. At that instance, I placed
one and one together and I collapsed on
the floor as it dawned on me, tears pouring
down my face. I was so shattered, I
couldn't believe my houseboy has been

I MARRIED A LION.

Submitted by oladimeji josiah on Fri,
04/19/2013 - 16:34

Most often than not, the trouble most
people find themselves in are brought on
them by their own handwork, but when
the problem take over their lives and
swallows them up, others pity them and
cry foul to God, asking why God would
allow such terrible things happen, when in
true sense it's not the fault of the creator
but an outright fault of the creation, be it
male or female.

I live a very busy life, because of the kind
of work i do and my position in the
company i work with, but however busy i
am, my work ends in the office, i never let
my office work spill over to the house,
despite this my hands are always full when
i am at home because of the handful of
activities i have to grapple with

Diary of a MAD Woman - 4

Princess could feel the tears cascading down her face. She couldn’t believe the contents of what she had found in Kelvin’s House. Yes, he deserved to be called by his name, his role as her father ended the day she came back from the United States where she had finished with her basic education. She had hoped coming into a house filled with love and warmth but she met the direct opposite when she stepped her feet in the house. She had been surprised that her mother didn’t follow Kelvin to pick her from the airport. When she had inquired Kelvin brushed the question carelessly by saying Mother was busy. She knew in her heart then that he wasn’t telling the truth, mother couldn’t be so busy that she wouldn’t come to the airport to pick me. In fact she would leave everything just to make sure she was there for me.

The journey back home was done in silence as she wondered why

Diary of a MAD Woman - 20th March 2004

I am feeling very sleepy but i had to put down this entry. My day started well. I woke up, prayed, prepared breakfast for the family. I served my husband breakfast and he didn't eat. For the past four day he hadn't tasted anything i cooked since the N500 incident. This exposed another part of his personality i haven't witnessed before. I cant believe my husband would reject my food all because of that. I even returned the money i took from his wallet but i don't know whether he saw it or not. May be is should told him i returned the money. Right now i am so confused i don't know what to do.

He hasn't touched me for four days. Attempts to touch my husband while sleeping results in heavy rebukes. He even threatened to sleep in the sofa if i continued. Right now, i really need the warmth of his body, the feel of his

Diary of a MAD Woman - 3

Princess paced the room again for the third time. She was really getting nervous and apprehensive. She has looked for it everywhere and couldn't locate it. She had searched under the mattress, between the book rack on the table, in the drawers. She couldn't pin-point where next to search and besides she was careful not to leave the room scattered and messy.

She Stopped pacing and stood for a long time eyes facing the wall wall clock on the wall. She had five more minute to spend. She withdrew her gaze and decide to search the room once again but something caught her attention. She turned sharply and stared at the wall clock intently this time around and she laughed aloud excitedly. She had found it. She walked towards the clock with uncertainty, what if it isn't there she thought. She lifted the clock, turned it around, located the little hook used for hanging it and pressed hard on it expecting something to happen but nothing did. She pressed harder a second time and heard a faint sound as the compartment went open. She removed the hidden item and carefully placed it in her handbag.

She carefully placed the wall clock back and realized she had exhausted her time. It was time for her to go. She closed the room and was walking down the exit point when she heard a loud click on the door.
Alarm bells went off her head as she thought frantically the next step to take. She dashed into the kitchen and crouched behind the large freezer with her heart in her mouth

Why was he early today? she thought. Why did he suddenly come back this afternoon. She could hear their voices as he didn't come back alone, she could hear the distinct voice of female laughter and giggles as they made their way to the sitting room. She couldn't make her move now as she would be discovered. She would exercise a little patience, may be when they retire to the bedroom, she would make her move.

"get two champagne glasses and lets celebrate" Princess heard him tell her

Princess panicked and began to sweat. The glasses were kept in a shelve above the freezer, there was no way she wasn't going to be seen if she

Diary of a MAD woman 2 - The beginning

Let me begin from where it all started.

“mama Kelechi, mama Kelechi” my husband shouted

(The name of my first child is Kelechi, we decide to name him that to thank God for his faithfulness in our lives, our marriage. I took in almost immediately after our wedding and the delivery went so smooth unlike tales I had heard from experienced mothers about first delivery being so painful and difficult. Truth be told, it was painful but in all, it went hitch free. So the name Kelechi says it all.

Ehen, back to my story – 

“mama Kelechi”!  my husband shouted for the third time

(I decide to ignore him as I had pleaded with him severally not to address me by that name, it made me look so old and it didn’t appeal to my ears.

While we were dating, he addressed me with so many sweet names. I was his baby, his sweetheart, his love and then the one I love so much “mimi”. You need to hear how he personalized my name, it  sends my heart racing and I usually forgave all wrongs he did to me when he uses his deep baritone voice to call me mimi. So why cant he continue nah, ah . Mtcheeeew).

Diary of a MAD Woman - 1

I was carried into my room by my husband. YES my Husband, sounds so good to call him that amidst giggles and laughter. The day had gone very well, it was a day of joy, my friends, family, loved ones all gathered around me as i said "YES I DO" to my boyfriend of seven years. I can vividly remember all that went down on the 15th of February 2000. It was my husbands idea that we married on St.Valentines day to cement the bond of love that we shared for seven years. It was a perfect idea to me as i loved my husband so deeply. I could remember the feathery kisses and love making on my wedding night. It has been so good, my husband put in so much effort to make it a wedding night to remember. I also remember the morning after, breakfast on bed served by my husband as i still lay asleep. Our wedding was so beautiful, people saw us as the perfect couple, we hardly fought or quarreled, everything  was going so smoothly for us or so  i thought.

Fast forward seven years later after our wedding, i was pregnant with my second child. Let me let it known that pregnancy isn't always pleasant to me, a lot of vomiting, swollen face and legs, pale complexion etc. I am always at my worse when i am pregnant, no one would like to tag his or her beautiful self ugly, but i can boldly tell you that during my pregnancies, i was very very very ugly. Yes i was ugly inside-out and i could do nothing to help myself out of