I am speaking to all daughter's in law being abused by mother in-laws. Let me share my story. My mother inlaw has always been the driver of her son's relationships. Her son was not supposed to be in a committed relationship with anyone.
He was meant to take care of his siblings, their kids and his mother for the rest of his life, i mean financialy take care of them. He was not even supposed to have children of his own because they would replace his niece's and nephews.
They perfomed miscarriage rituals on all his ex girlfriends who has never gotten pregnant. When i met him he was 38, independent, single, no house, no car and certainly no kids.
I was 35, a son, independent, a son and a house. We dated for two years but he would come to my house because he still lived at home. Everytime i mentioned meeting his family he would always run away from the conversation yet he has met my intire family.
I then fell pregnant and he had no choice but to tell his family. You could see he was excited but nervous because he knew his mom wasn't gonna be happy. He was going to be a great father because he and my son got along very well. I'd even listen to his conversations with his nieces and nephews.
I honestly thought his family would be happy that he was finaly going to be a father. One weekend he took me to meet his family. They saw less of him because he spent most of his time at my house.
They were expecting us since he told them that we would be coming a month ago. When we got there grown women and men(siblings) over 28 years pf age were demanding a lot from this guy telling him that he must come back home because they were struggling and the money he sent wasn't enough.
We brought them groceries on our way there and they said it was grocery for two weeks, mind you it was worth R2400. I was just quite because they were hostile towards me. My boyfriend at that time was deep into debts because of his family and he was scared to tell them.
I was helping restructure his finances hence he wasn't giving them as much money as he could, he wasn't giving me more than R500 by the way but i didn't mind because i knew his financial status.
When we left my son was very down and in the car i asked him what's wrong and he said my boyfriend's nephews told him to go find his dad and stop eating their uncle's money. I was furious guys yoh. It's clearly things that were discussed by their parents.
I didn't take action though but told my son i would. I told my boyfriend not to take action and since we were not married my son doesn't have to go to his house.
Little did we know that my son was fed muti that is meant to kill him in a couple of months. The muti started reacting in 2days. He had a headache, next day it's headache plus pain chest, then painful legs. He was vomiting blood yoh it was just a lot. The Dr's diagnosed him with all kinds of chronics, they say he had epilepsy, diabetis, high blood , kidney failure...
There was just something new everytime. In the mist of all these mother inlaw was calling to check on us she kept on saying maybe it's something he ate at school. She was redirecting our suspicions elsewhere.
My son passed on when i was 8 months. During his burial my boyfriend's family didn't show up. My baby daddy's family came to bury their child. My boyfriend and i were always fighting. I was always sick and i decided it was time to consult a traditional healer.
It was a zimbabwean healer who showed me everything on a mirror. My mother inlaw was responsible for everything going south in my life. She was now working on killing my unborn baby and she was the reason my boyfriend and i were always fighting.
The mirror showed a big tree where mamazala had our pics, dolls representing us including my late son and a pic of my sonar scan that we gave to her when we were introduced to each other. There was also s R50 note tied witg a red wool. Apparently she was given by her son so she was controlling our lives and finances from a tree. We were just her puppet.
I paid R30 000 to break all those chains and it worked. Everything went back to normal and my boyfriend became himself and he was learning to say no to his family but still helped wherebhe could.
We are now married blessed witg three kids and i do not set my feet in their home and nor do my kids. I have forgiven her but I'll never forget what she did.
My husband bought us a bigger house and he now owns a car of his own.
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