I have a husband who is very kind. He is kind to his siblings, his friends, his work colleagues, and even complete strangers. If somebody calls him and says they need help, he is already looking for a way to help them. If someone comes to him with a business idea that may not even make a profit for the next ten years, he is willing to support it. He can even pay the transport fare of a random stranger without thinking twice.

The problem is that all that kindness seems to be for everybody else except me, his lawfully wedded wife.

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The support my husband gives me is so small that sometimes it feels like nothing at all. I honestly thought I had married a generous man, and the funny thing is that I actually did.

He will put money into other people’s businesses, but he will not invest in mine. He will encourage other people to chase their dreams, but when it comes to helping me start something of my own, there is always a reason why he cannot help.

He does not even give me money to buy food and stock the house properly. Every day, I have to carry my two children and go around buying foodstuffs in small quantities from shops in the area. Anybody who does the shopping knows that buying bit by bit is far more expensive than going to the market and buying in bulk, but that is the situation I find myself in.

People talk about how kind and generous my husband is, and they are right because he really is. I am not taking that away from him. I just wish I got to experience that same kindness too. Because from where I am standing, it feels like everyone else gets the best of him, while I am left with whatever is left over.

There is also the fact that he is more affectionate to outsiders than he is to me. He will rather open the door for a random woman at a restaurant, walk in, and gently allow the door to close while I am still standing outside. On Sunday, I texted him wishing him a sweet Happy Father’s Day. His response was, “Thank you.”

Later, I found out he had received Father’s Day messages from several women, and his response to them was, “Awwwwnn, thank you very much.” Maybe it is a small thing, but there was a world of difference between the response he gave them and the one he gave me.

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My husband is a big spender. A baller. An odogwu paranran whenever he is outside the home.

At home, he is miserly. He is always hiding money or avoiding paying bills, but he can be very generous when it comes to other people.

—Evelyn
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