My husband lost his job when our second child was only three months old. His job was everything to us because it was his salary that breathed the breath of life into our family. He was broken, devastated, and almost suicidal. I asked, “Why you? You’ve been with them for close to ten years.” He responded, “Restructuring. The company says they’re going in a different direction.”

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His explanation didn’t sit well with me, but looking at his situation and how broken he was, it wasn’t the right time for me to become the lawyer-wife who subjects everything to cross-examination.

I assured him he would get another job, but before that, I would be there for us. I added selling to my job. I took dresses and perfumes to the office and moved from office to office, hawking them to make extra money. I made ice kenkey. I even sold egg and pepper on credit to people who never paid.

A year passed silently, but my husband still didn’t have a job. He went for several interviews but never got a call back. Recently, he finally found a job that pays a quarter of what he used to receive.

I met a friend who had a friend at my husband’s former workplace. It was this friend who accidentally told me why my husband was really sacked. According to her, her friend told her my husband was caught red-handed by security having an intimate encounter with a national service personnel in his office. She thought I already knew.

I went home and asked my husband, but he denied it until I mentioned that I had spoken to someone from his office and heard the news. He said, “That’s in the past now. I have a new job. Let’s look ahead and not behind.”

“So it’s true? Charles, we’ve suffered all this while because you couldn’t keep your zipper shut? I’ve been paying for the sins you committed against me and the kids?”

He walked away and came back with a very lame apology. I haven’t left him physically, but emotionally, I’m gone.

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I’m taking care of myself and the kids more now. When I pray for the family, I exclude him. When I think of home, I don’t see him in the picture. He walks around with flattened shoulders and a deflated manhood. That’s enough for now. He’ll face the right karma very soon for putting us through this useless suffering.

—Jemima

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