SACRIFICED MY WIFE FOR WEALTH NOW I LIVE WITH HER AS A GHOST
We get so desperate for money and people's respect that we end up going miles that we should have never went to.
I was struggling for many years but in all the struggles I've always had my wife by mi side. In dark days too she stood by me firmly.
We were both unemployed until she decided to go back to school to further her studies and next thing I knew she was done with her education and was now a qualified social worker.
This made me feel less of a man and I became very depressed. My wife used to sell anything she could get a hold of. She would sell clothes, bags, jewellery, hair, curtains and so on.
The money helped her further her studies and her being employed now made me feel way less of a man. I tried to be happy for her but I became insecure and jealous.
I wanted to control her and I became physically abusive aswell towards her and the kids. This was because I honestly felt like I wasn't man enough for her.
So I used my muscle powers to control her since I couldn't financially control her. I wanted her to still view as a man so muscle powers were all I could bring to the table. I became an obsessive monster.
I became an alcoholic because I felt the need to hide away my from the reality that I have failed as a man and I am being financially taken care of by a woman.
I would sleep at tarvens forever drunk and I made her a laughing stock because I hated bathing. It came to a point where I started smelling very bad so much that she ended up building me a one room outside the house where I could sleep alone because I refused bathing.
She would clean it for me whenever I left and also leave me home cooked meals everyday. She made sure I had food and clean clothes but I wouldn't wear the clothes even the new ones because i felt like she was taking my dignity away as a man providing for me.
One day while I was sitting at some local tarvn then came a man who sat quietly next to me and just kept on buying a lot of beers but he wasn't holding any conversations just straight answers when I spoke to him.
Sat together until they closed at the tarven. We walked home and by then I had already told him all my challenges in life and just how much I hate my wife.
He told me that he has the powers to restore my dignity again. The man became a regular at that TARVEN and I also kept going there because now that meant free beers. He continued with the same topic each time and I grew interest.
Finally I accepted to try it out and all I can say is the guy made me go to a foreign traditional healer who gave me Muti to use at my house.
I did as instructed and my wife started getting very ill. Her legs got swallon and next thing she couldn't walk.
Within a matter of weeks she frequented the hospital until she passed. When she passed away the man then showed up and said I need to give thanks to his master. Honestly speaking I was never told that I had to take my wife's life in order to be rich. I wouldn't have done it.
I asked why I wasn't told that I was going to give my wife's life away in exchange for riches then I was informed that I shouldn't be asking questions that could never be undone. It is what it is.
At first I refused to give the thanks then I was warned that I'll lose my kids to. I had to save my children so I did as told.
The Thanksgiving wasn't in a form of money. To my surprise I had to sleep with my dead wife before burying her then wash her private part with Muti and water. Then the water used I was told to then give it to the man so he can give it to his master.
On the Friday evening my wife got back I asked for a private moment with her and I was left in the room with her and I performed the instructions given.
To this day I still don't understand why I did what I did and why. But I did it, and guess what? I've never received any miracle wealth. The money I received was from my late wife's policy.
Now I see and smell my wife everywhere I go. Sometimes I even think I am going crazy because I always see her crying but not tears. Blood rolls down her eyes and she just stares at me looking very sad.
She follows me everywhere and I'm even starting to feel like I'm losing my mind 😩please save me.
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