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When Endurance Becomes Self-destructive in Relationships


I woke up one morning to screaming coming from my neighbors house, I was curious to know what was going on and went to spy on them. I found the husband and wife arguing seriously then suddenly the husband took out his belt, and started flogging his wife, she immediately ran away. 

I was the only one who was secretly watching before some other neighbors had managed to come out of their house. The next day, I saw the lady who had been arguing with her husband with some police men and her mother. 

Yet again another drama surfaced in the yard, the lady and her husband argued again and then she got slapped by him. The slap angered me, he was behaving like he didn't love his wife. No matter how bad the situation is a man should not raise his hand on a woman.

 Later that evening the man was bailed out by his mother and normally since I was close to his mom I decided to visit them. His mom was just spouting rubbish, I understand since she's talking with her son but honestly he was wrong.

She said, "That your wife is very stupid, now that you are getting money is when she wants to misbehave. Which man will even marry her after having 5 children?" 

I was expecting the mom to correct her son, I know he had anger issues and it had soiled their marriage. His mom was wrong, advising her fellow women to value marriage over her worth. Staying married is not an achievement.

When Staying Becomes Self-Destruction: Knowing When To Leave

That morning in the yard is a story many of us have witnessed. Sometimes as the secret watcher at the window, sometimes as the woman being flogged, sometimes as the child hearing the belt. And the most dangerous sentence in that whole story was not the slap. It was the mother's sentence: "Which man will even marry her after having 5 children?"

That one sentence has kept more women in abusive homes than poverty has. We have been taught that endurance is virtue, that a broken marriage is a failed woman, and that five children means you have lost the right to choose peace.

Staying married is not an achievement. Staying alive, sane, and whole is.

Here is how you know it is time to walk away.

1. When Apology Has Become Part of the Cycle, Not the End of It

Every abusive relationship has a pattern that experts call the cycle: Tension builds, explosion happens, then honeymoon.

He slaps you. You call police. He is bailed by his mother. He cries, buys meat, says "devil entered me, it will not happen again." For two weeks he is sweet. Then the tension starts again.

If you can predict it, it is not a mistake. It is a pattern. A mistake is when someone steps on your foot once. A pattern is when someone uses your back as a mat every day and says sorry every time. Forgiveness without change is just permission to do it again.

Ask yourself: How many times have you heard "it will never happen again" for the same thing? If the number is more than two, it is not going to stop on its own.

When Fear Has Replaced Respect

A healthy disagreement is loud. An abusive one is frightening.

Check your body. Do you lower your voice automatically when he enters the room? Do you hide your phone? Do you rehearse what to say before you say it so he will not explode? Do you tell your children "don't disturb daddy" not out of respect, but out of fear?

Love does not make you walk on eggshells in your own house. If your home feels like a police station where you are always the suspect, you are not in a marriage. You are in captivity.

3. When Your Children Are Learning That Love Hurts

Many women say, "I am staying because of my 5 children." But what are the children learning?

Your daughter is learning that when a man loves you, he can flog you with a belt and it is normal. Your son is learning that when you are angry, you slap the woman you claim to love, and your own mother will defend you.

Children who grow up watching abuse don't just witness it, they absorb it. Studies show they are 3 to 4 times more likely to end up in abusive relationships themselves, either as victim or abuser.

Leaving is not abandoning your children. Sometimes leaving is the first real parenting you get to do — showing them that violence is not love and that a woman can choose dignity.

4. When You Have Become Smaller To Fit Into The Marriage

Who were you before this marriage? Did you laugh louder? Did you have friends you no longer see? Did you have a business or a dream you dropped because he said "no woman of mine will do that"?

Abuse is not always a belt. Sometimes it is slow erasure. He controls your money, your movement, your clothes, who you greet in the yard. He tells you no one will marry you with 5 children so that you believe you are worthless outside him.

That mother's question — "Which man will even marry her?" — assumes your life's goal is to be married to any man, even a man who beats you. But marriage was never supposed to be the prize. Peace, purpose, health, and joy are the prizes.

If you have to shrink to stay, you have already outgrown it.

5. When Your Safety Plan Is Becoming More Detailed Than Your Future Plan

If you already know where to run when he starts shouting, which neighbor's door to knock, where to keep your children's slippers for quick escape, which police officer is friendly — that is not marriage. That is survival strategy.

At that point, you need a real exit plan, not another endurance plan.

What Walking Away Actually Looks Like
Walking away is not always packing one night and disappearing. For many Nigerian women, especially with children, it is a process.

First, talk to someone outside the family. Not his mother who will tell you to endure. A counselor, a trusted NGO, a religious leader who understands abuse, or a domestic violence helpline. In Nigeria, you can reach out to the Lagos Domestic and Sexual Violence Agency confidential line, WARIF, or the National Human Rights Commission. 

Second, document. Keep dates, photos if safe to do so, medical reports. You may need it later.

Third, secure your own small independence. Even ₦2,000 kept where only you know. Your ID, your children's birth certificates, your certificates — make copies and keep with someone safe.

Fourth, unlearn the shame. Five children is not a curse. Being single after leaving an abuser is not failure. The achievement is not "I stayed for 20 years." The achievement is "I raised 5 children in peace and they saw their mother whole."

To every woman who has been told "manage your husband, that is how marriage is" — no, that is not how marriage is. That is how abuse is normalized.

No culture, no pastor, no mother-in-law has the right to tell you to value a ring more than your life. A marriage certificate should not become a death certificate.

If you saw yourself in that yard story this morning, please know: you are not stupid for staying this long. You were trying to make it work. But now you know better, and when you know better, you are allowed to choose better.

Leaving is not the end of your story. Sometimes, it is the first day you actually start living it.

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