About 6 years ago, I had a vibrant, brilliant young lady as a mentee in Ibadan.
She was fire — driven, passionate, and determined to build something meaningful for herself.
Her journey began with my Entrepreneur's Handbook, then she got my guide on Cleaning & Fumigation Services, and boom, she hit the ground running❗️
She started landing contracts. Her hustle was real, and her results were even louder.
At the time, she had a boyfriend, a humble guy doing his Master’s degree at UI.
She loved him so much, and she stood by him.
In fact, she funded most of his education from her business profits, because this guy came from a struggling background.
After about a year, she also got my training on Mini Importation and pivoted into the jewelry business.
That girl had energy❗️
She was active and full of vision. She believed in herself and her dreams.
Fast-forward to 2022… she got married to the same guy.
That year was a whirlwind for me, so I lost touch.
But around December 2022, she randomly crossed my mind.
So I searched for her business page.
What I saw shook me❗️
Her last post was from March 21, 2022.
This was someone who posted 3–4 times daily without fail!
I felt uneasy, so I called her line immediately❗️
Someone picked… but it wasn’t her voice.
At this point, My heart beats faster..
In the background, I could hear “A for Apple, B for Ball…” like a classroom setting.
I asked, “Please, can I speak with Bola?” (Let’s call her Bola.)
They called her from a distance and handed her the phone.
When she spoke, I screamed her name.
“What happened to you❓️❗️”
She sighed and said, “Oga… it’s a long story. I’ll call you when I get home.”
I waited anxiously.
Around 6pm, she finally called.
What she told me broke me.
Just two months after their wedding, her husband forced her to quit her business, pulled her off social media, and told her to start a teaching job.
I was cold... Silent..
I didn’t want to interfere in a “family decision.”
So I asked if her family knew.
She said she didn’t even bother telling them.
I wished her well and hung up, with a heavy heart.
That was the last time we spoke… until today.
She crossed my mind again, and I decided to call.
She answered the phone, when she realized I was the one, she started crying uncontrollably.
She sent me a photo of herself… and I broke down.
She’s a shadow of who she used to be.
After having her first child in 2023, she went into postpartum depression — and her life has not been the same ever since.
Her family is now stepping in…
But truthfully, it’s already very late.
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Dear ladies…
Please, be careful who you marry❗️
That single decision can either nurture your destiny or destroy it.
Not every man who wants a stay-at-home wife loves you❗️
✅️Some are simply insecure.
✅️Some fear your light.
✅️Some use control as a weapon — to silence your brilliance, kill your confidence, and strip you of your voice.
Don’t be blinded by romance.
Ask the right questions.
Test the waters.
Discern character beyond words.
And let all families check on their married daughters and ask questions..
Marriage shouldn't end some bright destinies..
Don't let anyone use religion to enslave your children, they are first your daughter, Sister, Aunt, before they became someone's wife..
May we never smile into the arms of those who silently resent our greatness.
May the Lord heal every broken woman… and restore her life to joy and wholeness again. Amen.
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