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my husband comes home every night late and drunk, and its killing me slowly

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My husband comes home every night late and drunk and its killing me slowly We been married for eight years now, and our marriage is being blessed with fruit of the womb, two boys and one girl. I and my husband dated for about three years before the marriage. I think I knew him in and out, he practically told me everything. He never keeps secret from me. And this was one of the major reasons why I loved Ebuka. Even after we got married, he never desists from telling me things about his private life. Or, is there supposed to be anything privacy in marriage? Well, to Ebuka such thing like privacy does not exist in marriage. He told me virtually everything- I knew the password to all of his ATM cards, I have the password to his social media apps, I can comfortably log into any of them with my own phone, and the most amazing part of it all is that immediately we got married, he made me the next of kin to all of his assets and bank accounts. As if that was not enough. Wh...

how i caught my best friend pants down with my 15 years old son

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What should I do? I caught my best friend pants down with my 15 years old son. We were friends from childhood, through university and the struggles for survival as young adult. I never, looked at Linda's men, even though she was more lucky than me in getting loving and careering men. So, why would she ruin my only sons life? Why? I am a single parent, I had john, when I was 16, the dad denied the pregnancy, I suffered abuses and humiliation, from friends and family, but my poor mother stood by me, collected the baby from me, and looked after him, while I further my education. Linda saw all my struggles and how suitors rejected me because I had John in my teen. Linda is married with a 3 years old daughter, her husband is based abroad and comes back once in a while. I am a banker, while she works with the ministry of agriculture in the state government. Because she closes work earlier, my John always go to her house after school, while I pick him up in the evening after work. This...