My life as a teenager wife/mother

He showed up when I was still a teenager. I was only 18 by then. Ok. this is my short life story.

Am a village girl. From a very humble christian background. A 10th born in a family of 16 children. I grew up a very focused girl. I had set my standards and goals higher. I never thought of not achieving either in my life. I had my role models, some of my bigger sisters who had completed colleges and were working. I admired great women in the society and prominent women in my country too. I wished to be great like them one day. I worked hard and smart towards my goals. I had I dream of touching and changing lives of many. I also had a special thirst for transforming my country Kenya to betterment which I still have to date.

My parents, teachers and people who were close to me had high hopes on me. None could prophecy about my downfall at the end. All was well until my last year on high school. How he proposed, how  i accepted him and later fell in love with him is still a mysterious to date. Things changed within a flash, and now I had a new chorus of love. He had occupied 75% of my mind I could tell.A weird attitude development from nowhere. I became deaf to anyone who tried to counsel or question my move. \" They are all jealous of me.\" I thought to myself.

Few months later, the final national exam was here. \"Am someone's wife, why should I bother?\" I comforted myself. I was eager to wide up my last paper. After I was done, I packed and moved to his house so fast. I couldn't imagine someone else occupying my space. I was now officially someone's wife. What did i know by the then? Nothing. I couldn't differentiate between love and lust.

Whoever said marriage is not a bed ️ of roses was right. What i went through for 5yrs in the hands of this man is story for another day. At the age of 24, I was already divorced with 2 boys. Has that define my life? NO. Am still working on my goals. It's never too late for a determined soul like me. But I still have one fear. Fear of loving again. I think my heart grew more fragile for anyone to have a touch on it. It's now 10 yrs fighting and enjoying singleness at the same time.