Beginning of this year, I got pregnant. I am a married woman, so when I told my husband the news, I expected at least a little concern. He just shrugged at the news and walked away. The entire next day, he ignored me completely. I gave him space and time to soak the news in, but days passed and he still did not ask about me or the pregnancy. It got so bad that I involved my mother. She came to visit us, saw everything that was happening, and called him to order.

When she asked him what I had done to deserve the way he was treating me, he responded, “Nothing.” After that conversation, he started warming up to me again and became a little nicer to his pregnant wife.

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I was working as a community health worker in a private hospital when I married my husband. When our first child came, I did everything I could to balance being a wife, a mother, and a career woman, and when our second child arrived, the responsibilities became even heavier. My husband would not lift a finger to help me bathe the children, get them ready for school, or even prepare them for bed. Whenever I complained, his response was always, “Are you not a woman? Your mates are doing it every day.”

So, I resigned from my job and opened a chemist shop in front of our house because I felt it would be easier to run a business while taking care of the children without breaking my neck.

After staying at home for so long, I decided it was time to improve myself too. I bought nursing forms and enrolled in nursing school. I was excited when I told my husband, but he did not even congratulate me or tell me he was proud of me. It may sound like a small thing, but those words would have meant everything to me.

My husband is a different type of husband. All he cares about is clubbing, pressing his phone, and buying things for himself.

Meanwhile, I have spent almost everything I had in my chemist shop on my admission and school expenses, and I am now left with almost nothing.

A week before Ramadan, I started feeling very weak, and told him. He gave me money to go buy a bottle of Coke from the woman who sells provisions in our neighbourhood. I got to the shop, but I could not make it home, so the woman and her family kindly spread a mat for me and asked me to lie down and rest for a few minutes.

Those few minutes turned into several hours.

As I lay there, I was worried. I kept thinking my husband must have been looking everywhere for me, but when I finally got home, I realized he had never come looking for me. He had not called my phone even once. I did not even meet him at home. When he eventually walked in, the first thing he asked was whether there was food to eat.

I looked at him with a straight face and asked, “Why didn’t you come looking for your wife? What if I had died? What if something had happened to me?”

Rather than answering me, he smiled as though it was all a joke. He kept laughing as he walked toward me, wrapped his arms around me, and started caressing me, as if that would somehow make me forget everything that had just happened.

I pulled myself out of his grip and told him my mind “If we are serious about life, why is it only silly things that interest you? I am not interested.”

I walked away and left him standing in the hall. Since that day, he has completely stopped talking to me. He does not say a word to me and acts as though I do not exist.

The worst part is that my chemist business is no longer doing well, so I am completely broke. Whenever I need money to go out or even buy food, I have to beg my friends. My husband still does not sleep at home, and he spends lavishly outside without giving me a dime.

He stays in hotels and enjoys himself while I remain at home, broke, hungry, and carrying his child.

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A few days ago, he sent me seventy thousand naira to buy things for the baby. I told him the money would not be enough, and he told he did not have anything more than that and that I should manage whatever it could buy. And left

I honestly cannot bear this anymore. I feel abandoned in my own marriage, and I do not know what else to do.

—Muna

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