Hie Smith, I’m reaching out because I’m carrying a secret that has been eating me alive for years, and I don’t know how to deal with it anymore. I’m married to a man who is honestly a good husband. He works hard, takes care of me and the children, and does everything a woman would normally ask for in a partner. From the outside, our marriage probably looks stable and happy.
Hello Guys. Please make me anonymous and notify me when you post.
But inside me, there’s a truth I’ve been hiding. The painful reality is that I don’t truly love my husband the way I should. I’ve tried many times to convince myself that the love would grow with time because of how good he is to me, but it never did. Instead of being honest about my feelings, I ended up making decisions that have completely destroyed my peace of mind.
Over the years I became involved with two of my husband’s closest friends. At first it started secretly with each of them, but things crossed even worse boundaries. There were moments when the three of us were involved together at the same time, something I now deeply regret when I think about how close they are to my husband.
This situation has been going on for years, during the same period that my husband and I had our two children. My husband believes those children are his, and he loves them deeply as their father. Watching him care for them with so much love makes the guilt inside me even heavier because I know there are truths he doesn’t know.
As if that wasn’t enough, I also made another terrible mistake by getting involved with my husband’s younger brother as well. When I look at everything I’ve done, I honestly don’t recognize the person I became. The truth is that I think I’ve been searching for something I couldn’t find inside my marriage. I kept chasing a feeling of love, excitement, or connection, but instead of finding it, I created a life full of lies.
My husband trusts me completely, and that trust is what hurts me the most now. Every day I wake up knowing I’m living with a secret that could destroy him if it ever comes out. Now I feel lost because I know he deserves the truth. He deserves the chance to be free and find someone who truly loves him the way he deserves to be loved. But I’m also afraid of the damage the truth could cause to him, to our children, and to our families.
I keep asking myself how someone asks for forgiveness for something this big. How do you face the person who trusted you the most and admit everything you’ve done?
I know I’m wrong, and I carry that guilt every day. I just want guidance on how to handle this situation because living with this secret has become unbearable.
Can you please advice me here. Im a l#sbian woman and a Stem but gake jumpishe. Im 30 years old.In the past 3 years I have been dating a 45 years old business woman. In this 3 years she bought me two cars and opened me chisanyama and my business is doing well. I’m also working a paying job. Problem now I met my size and type. My girl is 25 years old and as I’m growing I want to get married to her. Can u please guide me if I should return her cars or keep them cauz magogo is no longer appetizing I lost feelings for her. When ever we do the deeds she’s complaining of cramps like I’m no longer satisfied at all my s#x g..h.at the same time I feel pity cauz I’m all she has.Yena she see future with us but I’m no longer there I just pretend to like her.
Hi Smith and his kids.
Hi Smith Please keep me anonymous. I went through my man’s phone while he was bathing and noticed he’s always talking to his friend about going to ‘Divoroson’. It’s like they go to that particular place regularly. I confronted him and he got angry that I went through his phone. I pressed harder and he told me it’s a popular butchery where they go to braai meat. I checked it on the maps and there’s no such butchery in Pretoria. Am I being made a fool here?
Please keep me unidentified. When I started dating him he was working and I was unemployed. He asked if I had any qualification and I said I only had matric. Next time I visited him showed me websites where I could register for short courses. I registered and he paid. It was a six months course. Fortunately I found a job after I got my qualification. He wanted to have a baby with me but I asked him to wait a bit. In three years of dating he always encouraged me to study. He supported me financially even when I working. He understood that I wasn’t ready for marriage and babies.
My career was also starting to pick up. I got an opportunity to work in a different province, more than 1500 kilometres away from him. When he saw the figures he said he’d understand if I took the offer. We agreed that we’d visit each other every month. Within a month of moving I met another guy and I fell pregnant. I started to make excuses whenever the other guy wanted to visit or me to visit him. Eventually I told him the truth and it broke him. After a few months of not talking, he texted to tell me he doesn’t mind being a stepfather. I told him I’d think about it. Right now I’m a mom and my career is shining. My new guy is treating me well and he’s a great father. The other dude is still trying to win my heart.
My question is why is it so difficult for him to move on?
Anonymous, Pretoria East.
Hey guys, Please can I be kept anonymous.
So I have a situation at current with the woman I live with, so we’re staying as a family of four(2 kids + Me & Her) she came with a child “exponent” from her past life choices and we have one of our own together.
So I am okay with the living arrangements ofcourse. But something is bothering me which is whenever I buy things at the stores I do it for the both of them, need be shoes, clothes and so forth however the problem comes with the child “the exponent” when He comes from visiting The biological father. He comes with New Possessions , last He came with a iPhone and I heard him bragging to my child about it and how cool his Dad Is , Well that’s what every Dad would like to hear about themselves, but the fact that he rubs it to my kids face just didn’t sit well with me.
,not that I expected the man to buy for 2 as well because I do have absolute means to buy my child anything any time that he wants , ke Spana xapo I can buy him a new Phone , New shoes and A Playstation 5 anytime. Would I be wrong to exclude the ” exponent ” on certain things\urchases so my child can also receive undivided love & advances from his biological father as well? I’m not really competing but I don’t like seeing my son feeling like he shares his cake all the time and the exponent one eats his alone.
Please advices me guys.
Hi admin please keep me anonymous, am facing some situation here I met a beautiful lady at church I love and she loves me too the problem is that she has a boyfriend and a child, she really is interested to me and at the same time she says she loves her man . What advice can you give me 21 yr old male
Hi Smith. Please keep me anonymous. My kids and I visited my parents over the weekend, leaving my husband home alone. I was in touch with him through and WhatsApp throughout the entire weekend. He kept reminding me how much he missed me. On Sunday afternoon we drove back home. My husband wasn’t home when we arrived. I decided to do a little bit of cleaning. Right next to the leg of the bed, I found a size x-small g-string. I developed a headache immediately. When he came back I took my children to our neighbour. I presented the g-string to him and told him to start talking. At first he pretended not to know it. When I told him not to patronise me he told me since I left on Friday he thinks his spiritual wife used the opportunity to visit. He said he had been waking up feeling tired and his manhood smelling fishy. I asked him if his spiritual wife went to Legit and bought an extra small g-string and wore it for him? He looked at me and said “maybe ke spiritual wife sa le2000.”
Why do we have to go through this as wives? Bringing another woman in my house and then lie to me like I don’t have brains? To say I’m hurt and disappointed would be an understatement. In my bedroom?????
Hie Smith. I see you have been asking us questions.
Please ask: “What’s the meanest thing someone has ever done to you out of jealousy?”
When I was in varsity I shared a room with some girl from Nelspruit. She was so gorgeous and everyone wanted to be her friend. On top of that she was an A-student. All guys gave her attention. I’d walk with her and guys would greet her only as if I didn’t exist. I’d pretend to be okay with it but deep down I was boiling inside. To satisfy my heart I’d take her tooth brush and wipe with it after doing number 2. My jealousy was on 100. Everytime I went to the bathroom I did it and wiped the brownies on the toothbrush with her vaslaap. It made me sleep better at night.
And Smith, I’m old now and married to a pastor. I pray everyday for God to forgive me. I was young and craved attention.
Hie Smith Please keep me anonymous.
I’m a 45 year old single mother to an 18 year old daughter who is doing first year at varsity. I stay alone now since my daughter is in varsity. My partner that I have been with for 8 years visits whenever he wants. In most cases I’m the one who visits him.
My daughter’s boyfriend called me one morning crying hysterically. He asked to come talk to me in person. At first I thought something had happened to my daughter, especially since she was not answering my calls. I drove to the boy’s place immediately. The boyfriend told me my daughter is pregnant and he is not the father. My partner is the father to my child’s unborn baby that I didn’t know of. As if that was not enough, my daughter and my partner went to home affairs to legally get married.
I drove straight to my partner’s place and he wasn’t there. I drove to Gauteng trying to find my daughter. Her roommate told me she went to Cape Town. Her phone was off. It’s been a month without hearing from my daughter. My partner went AWOL as well. What do I do in this case? My partner is almost 50. I’m wondering how long has he been seeing her. I feel so powerless and helpless. The police say they can’t do anything if she’s over 18 and everything was consensual.
Hie Smith. Have you ever been a 🤡 voluntarily? Yes, that’s me right now. This dude cheated and gave me an STI when I was pregnant. I dumped him and concentrated on my pregnancy. I gave birth and he sent his family to come pay damages. I don’t want to lie, he’s there for his child. He moved on after our break up. The girlfriend stays with him now. Every Friday he fetches the child and brings her back on Sunday afternoon. Here is the thing, when he comes to fetch her we get intimate, all the time. The first time it happened I thought it was a mistake. It’s been happening for over a year now. Every Friday and Sunday I know ziyakhala. We do not do small talks, he comes, cüm and go back to his girlfriend. I haven’t moved on since we broke up. Some weekends when he comes to cüm I tell myself that I’m not giving him anything but when he arrives Vaal River starts flowing. Thusang tlhe. I’m letting sisterhood down.
Hy smith please keep me anonymous, To be honest l was one of God’s servant but he’s letting me down a lot . I started going to varsity maybe a year ago but my parents became financially unstable and so l was cutoff from the school. I tried looking for jobs and spend the whole year unemployed. I begged for people to help me with capital to start a business but l got cold shoulders. And so this year my parents put me back in school but now they’re struggling again and so l can’t continue. My mom caught my father with 19 side chicks, 19! And this is where all the money is going. I have so much hate for my father because he’s the cause of my life to be stagnant. Relationships aren’t working out for me because lm broke. I don’t know if God hears my prayers but now lm tired. Im now planning of joining the iIIuminati cult maybe l can have a better life from there. I once read about a confession in your channel about a dude who’s in the iIIuminatï and he seemed to be living a great life. If anyone in the illuminati reads this please give them my tag privately so l can join them.
Hie Smith
Please my name hidden.
I married someone after dating for a few months. I think I was desperate for a marriage. Don’t me wrong, she’s a great wife and I love her. My problem is her cooking skills. This woman can’t cook to save her life. Now I have to tolerate eating food that is not nice because I don’t want to hurt her ego. I only get to have normal food when she’s sick because my mother comes to take care of our child. My mother is the best cook ever. My father chose well. I hinted at wanting to hire a helper who’ll help with cooking as well but she refused. She says she doesn’t want a stranger in her kitchen. Her food is so bad sometimes you can’t even tell if it’s beef or chicken.
Hie Smith
I’m carrying something inside me that makes me feel like the worst person alive. I know many people will judge me for what I’m about to say, but I would rather be honest than continue pretending.
I was married to a woman I truly loved. When we met, she already had children from previous relationships. I knew about them from the beginning, and because I loved her, I accepted the situation and married her. At least that’s what everyone believed.
The truth is that I tried to convince myself that I would eventually love those children the way a father should. They were young, innocent, and they welcomed me into their lives so easily. From the beginning they started calling me dad. They would run to me when I came home, smiling like I was their real father.
But inside me, something never connected. Instead of feeling love, I always felt something else that I’m ashamed to admit, anger and resentment. I tried to ignore it, but the feeling never left.
Part of it may be because my wife and I never had children of our own. We tried, but it never happened. Deep down I always wanted a child that was truly mine. Sometimes I would look at those children and think about the fact that we could never have our own, yet I was raising children that belonged to other men.
Those thoughts slowly turned into bitterness. My wife never noticed how I really felt. To her, everything looked normal. I played the role of a father when she was around. I bought them things, and did what was expected of me. But the truth is that I never felt love for them.
Then life dealt us another painful blow. My wife became sick, and eventually she passed away. Losing her was the hardest thing I have ever experienced. Before she died, she held my hand and begged me for one thing.
She asked me to take care of her children. She said they only had me in this world. I looked into her eyes and promised her I would. But now that she is gone, I am alone with these children and the truth of how I feel. Every day when I see them, I am reminded that they are not mine. They look at me with trust and affection, calling me dad like they always have.
And instead of warmth, I feel this rage building inside me. Sometimes I sit alone and ask myself what kind of person feels this way toward innocent children. They did nothing wrong. They didn’t choose the situation they were born into. Yet when I look at them, I feel anger that I cannot explain.
I even tried to find their biological fathers so that maybe they could take responsibility for their children. I searched for numbers, asked questions, and tried to reconnect them somehow. But none of those men are around. Some disappeared years ago. Some cannot even be found. So the responsibility remains on me.
I am ashamed to admit this, but lately I feel like I am reaching my limit. I look at those children and feel like I’m this close to chasing them out of the house. Sometimes the anger is so strong that I feel like I cannot tolerate their presence anymore. And then I remember the promise I made to my wife on her deathbed. That promise is the only thing stopping me.
These children still look at me with love. They still call me dad with the same smile they had when they were younger. They still believe that I am the person who will protect them. But inside me there is nothing except frustration and anger, and that truth makes me feel like a monster.
I don’t know if something is wrong with my heart, or if I’m just a terrible human being. All I know is that I’m struggling every single day between the promise I made to the woman I loved and the feelings I cannot seem to control.
Smith, I need honest advice. How do you learn to love children that your heart refuses to accept? Because right now I’m afraid that one day my anger will make me do something I will regret for the rest of my life.
Hie Smith
I have been carrying something disturbing in my heart and I honestly don’t know who to talk to about it. What I’m about to say sounds unbelievable, but it is the truth of what I’ve been witnessing in my own family. My grandmother is 73 years old. My uncle, who is actually her son, is 34. For a long time I started noticing strange behavior between them, things that made me uncomfortable but I tried to ignore because I didn’t want to believe what my mind was suggesting.
I should also explain that this situation seemed to start after my grandfather passed away. When he died, my grandmother changed a lot. She became quieter and more withdrawn. The house started feeling different after that. I lost my own mother when I was still young, so my grandmother is the closest mother figure I have ever had. Seeing her in this situation makes everything even more painful for me.
At first I thought my uncle might be forcing her. There were times when I would go to her room and find the door closed with my uncle inside. Sometimes I would hear her crying. Other times she would come out looking upset and quiet. The whole situation felt wrong and disturbing, and I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. One day I confronted my grandmother and told her that if my uncle was forcing himself on her, she should open a case against him. I told her I would support her and make sure he faced consequences.
But she refused. She told me not to interfere and said it was none of my business. That response confused me even more because the things I was seeing didn’t make sense. Even after that conversation, I kept noticing the same pattern. I would still find my uncle inside her room late at night. Sometimes she would still look emotional afterwards.
But then something changed. Over time it started looking less like something forced and more like something she was allowing. There were moments where she didn’t seem afraid anymore. Instead, it looked like she had accepted the situation, maybe even enjoying it. That realization shocked me even more than my first suspicions.
I’m struggling to process what I’m seeing. A 73 year old grandmother and her own son who is 34 being involved in that kind of relationship is something I never imagined I would witness in my family. Every time I think about it, it makes me feel sick and confused. I don’t know if I should speak up again or if I should just stay quiet like everyone else seems to be doing. Part of me feels like this is something deeply wrong that should never happen in any family.
Another part of me feels powerless because my grandmother already refused help when I tried to encourage her to open a case. Now I feel stuck with this disturbing secret that I never asked to carry.
Smith, I need honest advice. When you witness something like this in your own family and the person involved refuses help, what are you supposed to do? Should I keep pushing the issue, or is this one of those situations where staying out of it is the only option?
Hii Smith plz hide my identity
Hi Smith. Please keep my anonymous.
Am still a young girl aged 20years old with a two years old baby girl am still with my baby daddy he’s 23 we have been in a relationship since high school till now we’ve been in a relationship for 6 years
To cut the matter shot I love the guy he has been cheating since we started our relationship I always try to forgive him in a year I always fight a guy about issue of cheating in a year we fight maybe 4 or 5 times over the same issue
So yesterday I was at his place discovered that he’s cheating on me again I tried to act strong but ended up confronting him about the issue he doesn’t agree nor deny but he just didn’t take me crc so I want your advice guys I ended up telling him that we must break up he just said okay cause he knows that I always forgive him after time so I guess he didn’t take me crc
So I want your advice wat should I do NB::Ii really love the guy
I have a baby daddy that when I met him he was fresh out of a 6 year relationship. The relationship was toxic for both of them when he tells me what happend. After a few months he introduced me to his family, and we lived together. Bare in mind that the ex is friends with his cousin sisters and she’s always over at his family house with them. An incident happend where I went home for the weekend and I came back to my clothes cut and my new weave was also torn. I questioned him about all this, he said he didn’t know anything and that she probably took the key from where we keep it because that’s where they also used to keep the key.
Fast forward, I fell pregnant and everything now came to light. I was finding calls between them and he’d deny. I instantly knew that they wanted each other back but it was hard to let go. After I gave birth in October last year, I left with everything and broke up with him. We tried to fix things in Feb and he was trying to change but my gut felt off. I decided to let the relationship go because I could feel something is off and I didn’t want to get hurt again and he said that he’s not going to support the baby because I left and I never replied.
Last week I was randomly chatting with his cousin sister and she mentioned the fact that he had apparently found out the ex was seeing someone while they were together in Jan and told her that he was going to cheat as well. So in short, I was begged to come back to him so he can revenge himself.
As much as I’ve already broken up with him, that broke me. I started wondering whether he even loved me or all was “revenge” for the ex girlfriend. Worst part, there’s a baby involved.
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