Running out of options, I decided that I would somehow make this marriage work and tried to change myself into something my husband would prefer.I denied my culture and myself and tried to adopt and understand his culture, traditions and customs. I wanted to win his respect and love. Unfortunately, my husband kept calling and talking to girls while I was in the house with him. I was able to pick up bits and pieces of his language and understood his conversations with them. Depression was slowly slipping into my life.I turned to food for comfort and started gaining weight. Because of my weight, my husband was ashamed of me and would never walk together on the streets with me or take me out. I started sleeping a lot. I wanted to believe that this whole nightmare was just a bad dream that I would eventually awaken from. My hope of rescuing my marriage shattered when I received a call from a girl who wanted to go out with my husband. Apparently, he had told her that I was his roommate who had agreed to a marriage contract to help him out. Pain cut through my heart. I felt humiliated.

One day, I received a phone call that my husband had been bitten by an insect awhile at work. He was not doing well. I had been hurt and betrayed by him in so many ways but out of obligation to my marriage vows, I could not abandon him. I was committed and could not turn my back on him when he needed me the most. Later we found out he had an illness that it was not clear if it was due to the insect bite. He could not work, and I would have to look after him physically and financially.

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