My name is Laban, and I’m here to tell every newly married man, marriage is beautiful, but it’s not for the weak.
When Anita and I tied the knot two years ago, I thought I had made it. She was my best friend, my peace, my fire. Our honeymoon phase was pure magic, passion, laughter, dreams, and late-night whispers about our future kids.
But no one warns you about the storm that can hit when the honeymoon ends.
We were both young, Anita was 26, I was 28. Still learning each other. Still figuring out who we were. And just like that, reality crept in: rent, bills, in-laws, jealousy, mood swings, emotional distance, missed expectations… it all piled up. to read more click here
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