Nigerian guys get a lot of bad rep that paints them (sometimes unfairly) as evil heartbreakers but this story from a Kenyan will leave you all mushy and willing to give this nation of alpha males another chance.
The Kenyan woman starts her story by saying,
I am one of those people who say they got pregnant by accident. I got pregnant at 19 just in my second year of university. I didn’t expect to get pregnant because I took the necessary precautions.
From the beginning I wasn’t sure in my mind whether I should keep the baby. The father had already denied me. I didn’t have a father figure in my life so I didn’t know what to do.
I thought of how I was going to tell my mom, I didn’t know how she would react, especially being that I am the first and only child. I didn’t even know where to start. I felt I had already let her down.
My worst fear became a reality; my mom became harsh with me. It was like a switch in her flipped. She even refused to be associated with me.
She didn’t want a kid who was in my kind of situation; forced to drop out of school in second year. She abused me, verbally and physically.
I had never seen this side of my mother. We only had each other and I thought that would never change. Yet there she was, the one person I thought would always be there for me, turning her back on me.
Eventually she ran away from home because her mother was abusing her and pressuring her to terminate her pregnancy. This woman who is a superhero in every right began to make and sell chips and got a small shack to live in from some money she saved earlier.
With some help from her aunty, she continued to hustle till she gave birth. According to her, “When I finally gave birth, I couldn’t imagine that I wanted to get rid of someone so innocent. I imagined how I would have felt if I got an abortion. It made me hate myself for a while. I had to find a way to love myself again.” Such a good heart. She continued to hustle till she met this Nigerian. She says,
Then I met a man. He always wondered how such a young girl was so stressed. I told him my story, he told me his. I kept on asking myself why anyone would be interested in someone like me.
As time went by, we became friends. I didn’t have friends. I had been rejected by everyone and was raising a baby on my own.
He was nice to me and wanted to take care of me. He sort of felt sorry for me. He gave us-my baby and I- an apartment to live in. He also sent me money. Enough money to ensure the baby got everything she needed. I was even able to finish my education.
He took me to Nigeria and gave me money to start my own salon business. When he asked me to marry him, how could I refuse?
He took me and my baby in as his own. He took us from nothing and gave us everything. I knew for once, God remembered that I exist.”