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My wife is now a Korean Character

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I’m sharing this story because I think my wife has gone insane! We’ve been married for three years and we have a baby boy. We dated all through school so after we were done, we didn’t see the need to waste time in settling down. My siblings and I are into farming. My wife works as a receptionist in a company. We’re just a young couple trying to build our lives. Every relationship or marriage comes with some friction and misunderstanding. We know that’s normal and part of the journey. But when your wife is so obsessed with fictional characters in the series she has been following to the point of comparing those characters to you, then you know there is a problem.

The funny thing is, my wife wasn’t even following Korean series until a year ago. One of her friends started suggesting the shows to her. It was initially Mexican soap, but that one was even occasional. Last year, ‘her eyes were opened’ the Korean series and since then I have not had any peace of mind. I read about my brother whose pregnant wife was complaining that football is destroying their marriage. I was even laughing when I was reading that story because in my case, my wife has taken over the TV at home. When I come home, I can’t watch what I want to watch. It’s football season too. If I go out to a pub to watch it too, she will say I’m acting irresponsible and ‘………’ will not do that if he was her husband, thus referring to a character in a Korean series.

My wife follows them like it’s a religion and at this point, I feel like I’m competing with the perfection they portray on the screens for her to see. On Saturday mornings, I go and play football and I leave my boots and jersey on the porch for a while because of the sweat. My wife complains that I should stop playing football on Saturdays and I should sit with her so we can both watch Korean series and in her own words ‘learn from the men’. The first time she told me this, I asked her what she meant by I should ‘learn’ from them. It wasn’t even a joke anymore. I asked her if knew these things are all fake and that men are not perfect in real life. She said movies and TV shows are portrayed to help us emulate what they do so we can improve our lives. I get her point in regard to the moral lessons and all that. But I’m not going to copy a character to make her feel good.

The Saturday football became a serious argument between us to the point where she told me she hates it when I come home all sweaty. So now, when I return, I hang the jersey on the drying line far from our door and wash it myself because she has refused to wash them even when she is washing her clothes. Another thing too is that I can cook rice and some basic stews, but I can’t cook soups although I have tried. My wife has been insulting me with that when we argue. She told me I’m ‘useless’ when it comes to house chores and all I know is to go to the farm and work. One time I told her we can cook groundnut soup together and she asked me if I was now coming to learn this at my age. Sometimes I wonder if she is in love with me. When I try to touch her in bed, she’ll say African men don’t make s*x nice at all and this person (referring to a character in a Korean series) knows how to get his girl in the mood.

I have gone as far as asking her what she likes in bed so I do it for her, but she just looks at me and says nothing. We were s*xually active when we were dating and she never complained at that time, so I don’t know what she has seen in the movies that are making her behave like this. I have dated her for years. She really wasn’t like this. No one is perfect and the only issue I had with her when we were dating was that she easily gets disgusted at minor things. For example, when I’m brushing my teeth, she doesn’t come near because she hates to see the site of phlegms and saliva even though we do that in a sink. My own wife waits for me to finish brushing my teeth before she comes to bathe because it’s in the same room and she hates the sound I make when I brush. There are a lot of things that I’m now discovering about her that is so surprising that I’m wondering if we can sustain this marriage till death do us part.

I’m 28 and she’s 26. I’m trying hard to be the man and be patient with her but everyone has a limit and she’s just pushing me to mine. I’m not claiming to be perfect or anything. I have my faults, but the way she even communicates my faults to me is so painful. She once threw my boxer shorts away because she said it smelled and she didn’t want to wash it. My boxer smell is understandable because I wore it to play football in the morning when I hadn’t taken my bath yet. I removed it when I returned from the field before taking my bath. But putting it in the bin because you claim you can’t wash it is too much of an overreaction. If you can’t wash it, tell me so that I can wash my own thing. Are all women this petty and disgusted by us men? Sometimes I just wonder. How can I match up to fictional characters that are perfect? I don’t know what to do to please my wife. She has a problem with everything I do and if I say I will give more examples, I will not finish writing, so let me end here and ask for your advice.

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How my husband sex trafficked me for 13 years

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When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party. "It's going to be fun." She said. "Sure. "I would love to." I didn't have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone's attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

I learned that life was unfair at an early age, and in the worst way conceivable. My stepfather used to sexually assault me, and when I eventually had the bravery to denounce him, he received only three months of treatment as punishment and was allowed to live with me again.

My mother brought him back for financial reasons, but she kept us apart. They slept below, while we slept above. Nevertheless, I was traumatised and lived in terror. As if I hadn’t gone through enough pain, I met a man who I believed loved me and who sex trafficked me.

When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party.

“It’s going to be fun.” She said.

“Sure. “I would love to.”

I didn’t have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone’s attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

“Hello, Greg. I invite you to meet my buddy Wendy. “Wendy, this is Greg.” She spoke to the guy.

Greg turned to me, smiled, and extended his hand before saying, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

At that point, my knees were weak. My heart began beating, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Can I get your number?” He asked.

“Sure,” I responded and handed it to him.

I didn’t expect him to call, but later that night he did, and we spoke for hours. That was the start of a relationship that led to my being sex trafficked.

Greg understood how to make me feel appreciated, which is all I wanted. We became amorous quickly, and I fell pregnant soon after. I had been under my mother’s care since I was 17 years old when I had my child. Greg demanded that I leave my mother’s house so that we could make our relationship work.

“How am I going to do that?” I asked.

“I’ve got a plan. You may relocate to a shelter, where they will consider you emancipated from your parents, and then you will be eligible for welfare checks, and we will be able to get an apartment and live happily ever after.” He explained.

At the time, it seemed like a fairy tale, and I was all in. I ran away from home, and Greg took me and my kid to a shelter. However, life at the shelter was not as easy as Greg made it appear.

It took long for me to receive my first welfare check, and I was running out of baby goods. So I contacted Greg and told him I needed money to take care of our child.

“Don’t worry, I have a job for us to do.” He said.

I assumed he meant cleaning people’s homes because that’s what he told me he did for money. So I picked up my kid and went to see him.

“What are we going to do?” I asked Greg.

“Well, you’re going to walk up this street, wait on that corner for a man to pick you up and you’ll have sex with that man in his car and he’ll pay you.” He explained without emotion.

I was perplexed and apprehensive, but he kept bringing up my daughter and insisting that if I loved her, I would do it. I felt like I had no option. My knees and hands shook as I proceeded to where he had instructed me to stand. As soon as I arrived, a car stopped in front of me, and the driver requested me to get in. That’s how my spouse started sex trafficking me.

“I know a place we can go in the woods.” He said.

I did not say anything. When we arrived in the woods, we both exited and walked to a private location where he began removing his clothing. I took off mine, we had sex, and he gave me the money before driving me back to where he had picked me up.

When I came out, I went to Greg, who was still standing in the same location and handed him all of the money.

“I love you.” I knew I had made the proper decision in choosing you as my wife. He said.

We went to purchase diapers and formula for the baby and had a little extra. However, a week later, we were out of diapers again.

That time, he encouraged me to take on two or three customers so that I might earn enough money to leave the shelter.

“Do you want your daughter to live in a shelter for the rest of her life?” He asked.

From there, he started one of the greatest prostitution networks in the region. It comprised four to ten females from various states. He sexually trafficked me for 13 years while I was still married to him. It varied from once a week to every other day, depending on how much money he received from the other females. I worked as a street girl, and escort, and made house calls. Not to add that I have two more children with him.

People continually questioned me why I stayed with him for so long, but no matter what I told them, they couldn’t comprehend what I was going through. Greg hooked us to drugs and physically abused us if we attempted to escape. He would also send the other girls to find any girl who had gone and beat her until she returned. I felt bonded to the other females since we weren’t permitted to have outside contact. So, anytime I managed to flee, I felt horrible and returned because I didn’t want them to suffer.

After 13 years, I was finally free of Greg. I had recently given birth and was in the kitchen making supper for us when I noticed police cruisers outside our house. The cops swooped in, arrested Greg, and detained me for interrogation.

However, I refused to talk to them because I was afraid Greg would beat me if he found out. Because I did not comply, they accused me of sex trafficking and sentenced me to 23 months in prison. Greg was also charged with sex trafficking and was sentenced to ten years in jail.

My children were removed while I was in prison, and because the judge in the custody case felt I was a sex trafficker, she promised that I would not be granted custody of my children. When I got out, I returned to school and earned an associate’s degree. In addition, I returned to the same judge who heard my custody case to request custody of my kid. I went with my attorneys, counsellors, and even the police officers who detained me to explain my situation to the court.

She returned my child to me, and I returned home to live with my mother, who sadly died later. Today, I feel comfortable and satisfied, which is a wonderful place to be. I’ve realised that there are individuals eager to help those who have faced the same hardships that I have, and if you’re going through anything similar, you don’t have to suffer alone or in silence.

This narrative is based on the Unfiltered Stories YouTube video.

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My parents don’t want me to marry her because she’s a mother of three

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She comes to our house and my parents treat her like royalty, but after she leaves, they gather around me and say, "Don't get it twisted. We will not let you marry a problem." My opinion of her has not altered, but I believe my parents are not being fair to her. Aside from that, they're making it impossible for me to let go of her.

My girlfriend has three children. She’s still stunning for a woman with three children. I adore her. We’ve been together for a year. My folks adored her when I brought her home. They freely conveyed their love and acceptance to her, making her feel welcome.

After she left, my parents began to inquire about her, and I told them everything, including the fact that she has three children. “No, you will not marry her,” my mother yelled. “If you want to take care of children, your brother and sister are still in school,” my father added. We may leave them there for you to continue.” She calls my folks, who are quite polite to her.

She comes to our house and my parents treat her like royalty, but after she leaves, they gather around me and say, “Don’t get it twisted. We will not let you marry a problem.” My opinion of her has not altered, but I believe my parents are not being fair to her. Aside from that, they’re making it impossible for me to let go of her.

What justification do I offer her for not wanting her? What should I say to persuade her that it’s not me but my parents?
She even gives my parents gifts, which they embrace enthusiastically and praise her for, but once she’s out of the picture, they laugh at me and urge me to forget it.

I’m at a loss for words in this circumstance. My girlfriend wants us to start planning our wedding. She is aware that everything is in place. When I tell her to give me some time, she blames me. What should I do to have this problem resolved?

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Reconsider settling down with her if she shows these 4 red flags 

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If she is rude to older folks, her peers, or even strangers. If her own parents haven't earned her respect, it begs the issue of what you could do to gain hers. If she treats everyone else with respect except you, it's just a matter of time until she includes you. She never makes concessions; it's either do it her way or don't do it at all. If she refuses to compromise and insists on doing things her way, it indicates an unhealthy interaction. Both members in a partnership should have a say and be prepared to make concessions. A relationship isn't about having a master; it's about working together.

Women aren’t perfect. Some of these are also red signs, and settling with someone who possesses these characteristics can be damaging to your happiness and mental health.

If you want to settle down with a lady who possesses these characteristics, you should think again.

When she is furious, instead of expressing herself, she tosses items at you and even slaps you.

You are fully aware that if you were the one doing this, you would be in big trouble, but she does it to you and expects you to accept it. Don’t put up with it and leave before you become a victim.

If she is rude to older folks, her peers, or even strangers. If her own parents haven’t earned her respect, it begs the issue of what you could do to gain hers.

If she treats everyone else with respect except you, it’s just a matter of time until she includes you.

She never makes concessions; it’s either do it her way or don’t do it at all. If she refuses to compromise and insists on doing things her way, it indicates an unhealthy interaction.

Both members in a partnership should have a say and be prepared to make concessions. A relationship isn’t about having a master; it’s about working together.

It’s a red flag if she continuously blames others for her misfortunes and refuses to accept responsibility for her actions.

Partnerships thrive on shared accountability and responsibility. A person who is constantly the victim will not contribute to personal or social progress.

If you observe these warning signals, it’s critical to have open talks and, if necessary, seek professional help, but if all efforts fail, it’s time to gracefully go.

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