It was 2019 when I fucked up my life. I fell in love. It was all good and fun until I lost my job. 1 month down the she was already getting really drunk and sleeping around with random dudes. I didn’t know about the random sex at first, but after few weeks I noticed change in our sex life.
She was all calm and loving before, but now she was yelling and talking back and answering questions as she pleased. It got to a point that I couldn’t take it anymore, I was visible depressed lost weight and become a little bit lost.
She tainted my name man, I couldn’t even visit my usual social places out of shame. I was losing it!! We got looked out of the house because of rent arrears which was now three months behind. This is where I become homeless. One of the most painful thing I have ever hard to accept. One day in the cold and hungry, I hard to look for a job, any job.
Githurai market come into mind. I went there one morning and saw dudes caring mzingos kwa mabega and got paid 50 to 100. Women normally don’t carry heavy loads and I dived in. The first few hours I hard 500 and it looked promising.
By evening I hard 700 but still nowhere to go more so because I didn’t know githurai very well. Pigaad maraondi at night and finally when back to the market and sleeped in those empty vibandaas. This went on for about 6 months and I was really stressed but I finally i accepted it as reality and somehow I felt better.
Those mungiki guys really helped me bdw. I will never forget those fellows, wish I could payback. It was two dreadful years in my life but I finally got a job. The interview clothes courtesy of those mungiki guys.
I can’t explain everything while typing on my phone but I have never recovered. I get occasional panics. I have this rooted fear for women that developed and I can’t seem to get out of my mind. Am tired of this self-awareness when am around women. I want to be comfortable, I don’t want to listen to their every word with fear and caution. I wanna benormal