Love Issues

My wife has always said her childhood could fill a whole library—pain, survival, resilience, betrayal, everything. She carries a quiet strength wrapped in softness, the kind of woman who turns …

Three months ago, I walked away from the mother of my child after I learned she cheated on me. In my brokenness, I told myself I would never let love …

Growing up, when I looked at my daddy, I saw a superhero. He was my Superman and my Spiderman, the man who wore my caps backwards and made me feel …

I met her in Level 100, first semester. It was a Saturday morning. I was on my way to write an IA. She had finished hers and was heading back. …

I have never been a man who speaks plenty. Life beat that out of me early. You lose both parents before you become an adult, and you learn to keep …

I met Evans last year when I was attending remedial classes. He proposed to me, but I told him I wasn’t interested. He didn’t stop. He kept coming back, and …

I met Philo the way you meet something that will rearrange your mind. It was at a festival. Lights everywhere, drumming everywhere, people laughing as though nothing bad ever happens …

I’m a trained teacher waiting for my posting. I still live with my parents, and I do everything expected of me at home. I don’t give them trouble. I respect …

I was only fifteen when I met Benson. We started talking intimately. By the time I turned sixteen, we were officially dating. Parents on this page, I know you might …

I am a man in my early forties, and my wife, Gifty, is in her late thirties. We have known each other for nearly twenty years, and have been married …

The first time I noticed a chunk of my hair missing, I blamed my hairdresser. I even walked into her shop ready to start World War III. I mean, how …

I am the first daughter of my mother, and she had five of us, all girls. Growing up, there was this idea that the eldest sister is like a third …