My suffering, my springboard



It's been 3 horrible years of my very existence but I am alive and even stronger. 



On the 31st of March, 2016 I traveled to Bamenda to pick up my children who had gone to see their father for Easter break. When it was time for them to return  and complete the academic year, their father refused and insisted that they remain in Bamenda. The kids called me, crying and saying that I should not let that happen to them. When I went to get them, hell was let loose



Their father gave me the beating of my life! He used chair, stick and anything to hit me with. The children were all screaming  calling for help and asking me to run for my life but unfortunately, no help came in. Thank God, I was able to do an audio recording of the incident. He seized the last 2 kids and sent away the eldest kid away to meet me. We left and I took him to court, unfortunately, the court could not help the kids and I. We left the court in April and I have never seen those last 2 children till this date. The court was unable to write an order for him to give me the children and he took advantage of that and has been hiding them from me till date.



I was trying to cope with the separation when I wrote a report, asking for a transfer from my place of work because I got multiple threats from him and his friends and deposited it in my ministry. The day I went to drop the file, I was recognized by one of his friends who told him what I had come to do at the Ministry of Secondary education. The next thing that happened was:



1. The file got missing till date. 



2. I was not transferred. 



3. My salary was cut till date. 



Now, that was gross! That was extreme wickedness! But I had to live and be strong for my children especially my eldest child.



Several thoughts crossed through my mind. There were moments I felt like taking away my own life but I thought and always think of my children. 



Those experiences gave me the strong desire to help other women out who were as helpless and vulnerable as myself through my activities with HOVO. 



I decided to become a full time community development worker and humanitarian by organizing empowerment sessions with women and girls and giving help when I can. People are taking interest in what I am doing and are donating when they can. I use the donations to help other women and girls who are worst than I am and are in dire need. 



I will continue reaching out to other women as much as I can although it gets frustrating sometimes when you really see a need but you can't help. I am trying too to get funds to return to court for my children. It hurts me really bad not knowing if they are alive or dead. My life will be complete when I will reunite with my children again. That day, God alone knows what will happen. 



I'm consoled by the fact that many women feel inspired by my story and they try to live life positively like me. I will continue doing what I am doing and touch as many lives as possible. 

Like this story?
Join World Pulse now to read more inspiring stories and connect with women speaking out across the globe!
Leave a supportive comment to encourage this author
Tell your own story
Explore more stories on topics you care about