My name is Grace Wanjiru from Nakuru, Kenya, and for most of my life, love was a painful story. Every relationship I entered ended the same way — betrayal, heartbreak, disappointment, and tears. At first, I thought it was just bad luck. Then I blamed myself. Then I blamed men. No matter how kind, serious, or committed I was, every relationship collapsed. Some men cheated, some suddenly changed, some left without explanation, and others treated me like I meant nothing. Love became something I feared instead of something I desired.I watched my friends get married, build families, and move on with their lives while I stayed behind in broken relationships. I tried being patient. I tried being strong. I tried being independent.
But deep inside, I was tired. I wanted stability. I wanted love. I wanted a home. I wanted a husband who respected me and valued me. But every time I got close to happiness, everything fell apart. My heart became heavy, and I started believing that marriage was not meant for me.One day, after another painful breakup, I sat alone and cried until I had no tears left. That was the moment I realized something was not normal. Too many relationships had ended the same way for it to be coincidence. I felt like something invisible was working against my love life. I shared my pain with a woman I trusted, and she told me that some relationship problems are not emotional or psychological…..To continue reading,CLICK HERE
