My wife is Gloria. This is a long story, but I'll share every detail honestly. So, 13 years ago, I headed abroad. A friend helped me get there using his contacts. I left my shop-where I sold kitchen utensils to Gloria so she could use it to care for herself and our two children, who were 4 and 6 years old. I was determined to find a better life for my family.
For two years overseas, I couldn't get a job because I didn't have the necessary legal documents. I went through a very difficult time. Eventually, the same friend who helped me travel got tired of supporting me. He said he couldn't keep feeding me and paying all the bills because he wasn't financially stable himself and had many responsibilities. I was completely frustrated. Then, a lady who often visited our neighbor's house would stop by to greet me. I ran into her right around the time my friend gave me one month to sort myself out and find another place to live. I opened up to this woman, explaining all my struggles. She kindly offered to help.
This was incredibly difficult for me. I felt terrible for Gloria, but I honestly felt I had no choice; I was a young man desperately wanting a better life for myself. Later, the white lady offered to give Gloria some money as compensation. We drafted a divorce agreement.
After that incident, my wife immediately blocked me and refused to discuss anything, not even about the children.
She wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. I understood and decided to give her space to heal.
I still checked on my kids through my only surviving uncle, and I was okay with that arrangement. My ex-wife and I had no contact.
The white lady and I had a small, private wedding. Within a year, we had our first child, a daughter. Everything seemed to be going perfectly and falling into place. I was finally building a comfortable life. Although it was difficult to find someone I could trust with my projects back home since Gloria was the only one I relied on, I had to turn to my only surviving uncle. I gave him strict instructions to build a proper house for me where I could spend vacations when I came home. We drew up a plan, and I sent money to start.But things started to change just months after my new wife got pregnant with our second child. Her behavior changed dramatically. I initially thought it was just pregnancy hormones, but her attitude became increasingly toxic and grew worse every day. She became obsessed with my African background, mocking my skin tone and hair. She would insult me directly and even tried to change my daughter's name. She often called me primitive or said annoying things. One day, her words cut too deep. An argument ended terribly: I pushed her away, she fell, and we lost the baby.
The consequences were severe. I was arrested and charged with domestic violence and for the death of the unborn child. Her family sued me, and it cost me everything I had ever worked for. I was sent to prison for five long years. Life behind bars was pure hell.
After my release, I was deported and stripped of all my privileges. Returning home was painful: my uncle had passed away a year earlier. The house project he was managing had been hijacked—he used my money to send his two sons to Canada instead!
I tried to reach my ex-wife, but she had moved on. She was already married with three kids with her new husband. I went to beg for forgiveness, hoping to reclaim some part of my past. But she and her husband teamed up, threw me out of the very house I built with my hard-earned money, and chased me away like a stray dog in front of my own children.Now, I have nothing no family, no home, no business. For the past four months, I've been trying to get through to Gloria, but she won't let me. She doesn't want to see or talk to me. I am not proud of myself or what I did. This is my true story and what happened. Please, everyone, help me beg this woman. I decided to share this publicly and ask for my wife's forgiveness.
Gloria, if you read this, I want you to know that from the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry and regret everything. Please forgive me and help me because i am lost, Gloria😭😭
I am completely frustrated 😭
All i ask for is my house and my shop so i can start life all over again. Please, I am begging you!
