I QUIT!

Yes! I agree. Men are terrible cheats. They cheat so well and so many times that one begins to lose count. Is it almost always an effortless act to name them so because they are men? Some say they are like bees_ they'd sting a thousand times not because they have to but because they can. Cheating has grown into their anatomy like pride to royalty. You could almost hear silent whispers hush your noisy thoughts down saying, "how dare you chastise him for the act?" I'm almost asking myself, "is there any shame committing this heartbreaking, marriage shattering and life taking evil?"

In modern times younger male folks are ranked amongst their peers according to how many females they are getting laid. It is not a trend. It has become the trend. I say so because fine books have been written to curtail and forestall this menace but the saying goes,  'you can only force a horse to a river and the rest is history'. Cheating is the new thirst. You just can't kill it simply by adorning yourself with the self acclaimed best_wife_in_the_world armor. Here's the good news, thirst is one phenomenon that baffles reincarnation itself.

"upon everything I've done for you... Remember how I've stayed and took care of you... Oh! I gave my all... I made you who you are... and a host of other inexhaustible exclamatory remarks will never run dry from your mouth if you think you made him who he is and for that he is indebted to you. Except you'd agree you made him a cheat. This some women actually have done but that's a talk for another day.

So,  here I am,  watching this grotesquely rotund figure with zebra stripe sized stretch marks making a scene calling her twenty-one year old marriage over for the fact that she caught her more appealing to the eye husband in the act. The gentle looking soft spoken demon of a man was escorted out by his gang whilst she was languishing. My best guess is they'd be chilling somewhere with bottles of gin and bitters and of course some soft figures later in the day.

Whilst he was gone and everyone had had their fill of the entertaining embarrassment, two women who felt concerned or rather, felt the need to taunt this poor creature of a woman approached her not for empathy. Not even to sympathize with her. Far from it. "so na like dis you wan take trowey your man for another woman?" jeered the one with more flesh on her lips than hair on her head. "na wa for you o!" interjected the one with more teeth than her entire mouth could cover. "sheybi e dey bring food and pay pikin dem school fees?" the former added and at this juncture an educated guess made me conclude that they both wished they had a husband like the cheat for as long as he pays the bills his penis can stay a public property.

This is not for the I-can-settle-for-anything-kind-of-man type of women. Far from it. It is for those who'd rather choose to languish in self pity and try to garner as much sympathy as possible for being unfortunate.
I am not going to get all preachy and begin to bore you with holier_than_thou talks this time. No way! Go on on with that shallow one-sided view of expecting a man that will never cheat. Look here, some of you may think this is a weak statement but no woman can make a man who he is. Go argue with his Creator. A man will always be who he is by factory default configuration. That you invested in and had all off you given to him doesn't guarantee anything. It can only remove or add to what he can or could become.

Keep whining in self inflicted lamentations. Yes. Don't even try to keep that body in shape and focus on investing in your very own capacity building. Don't bother on starting that business endeavor that has been laid fallow in your depressive thoughts. No. Keep giving up that career choice for him.  Keep growing from chubby to fat, sag and end up looking unattractive to even the most diminutively grotesque men. Keep looking like a woman any man could cheat on rather than the one he cheats with.

Take this for free, drop his sorry ass, get your life together in good shape and be beautiful!

Don't thank me thank God.



_Jeremiah Kadiri