
D.I B
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D.I B
@desrtquin
BSN,RN👩⚕️,Entrepreneur,Mental Health/Health Policy Advocate,Tea therapist, Photographer,La vita e bella❣



Money is not everything.🥰






Person just Dey wake Angel and her wife don start again Mstwwwwwww Angel’s mum is dragging Tumi

My oyibo wife woke up one morning and told me she is divorcing me. Wait! She didn't tell me, they sent me a paper written in Dutch. I took the paper to work the following day so my colleague will help me interpret. That's how i got to know it's a divorce paper. I have only been in the country for 3 years, so my ex wanted to divorce and send me back to Africa since she gave me papers. Turns out, as we later found out, that the country has amended their law and now allows one to complete their stay as stipulated on their paper, so long the marriage lasted at least 3 years (I had 5 years papers then). Upon realization, my ex tried to mend fences and get us back, but it's too late. I was afraid. She owned me. I submitted to her whims and caprices because I feared i would lose my right to stay if she divorces me. When the divorce papers came i went into depression. I began to lose weight. Where do i begin from? How do i go back home and face my people? I pleaded with her but it fell on deaf ears. She even booked a one-way ticket for me. She said it's her own little way of helping me transition to my new reality. You need to see her disappointed when we found out i could stay. I moved out and rented my own space-far from her and her troubles. It's been years now. That period really tested me but i thank God for God.







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One thing about Nigerians in the UK: We have quietly dominated entire sectors and industries. Finance, tech, law... You look around the room and you see us. We indeed have some of the smartest people in the world.


my friend in uk called me to share with me a good news… you know that kind of call where the voice is shaking but smiling at the same time? yeah… that kind. she moved there quietly, no noise, just her and her small suitcase full of hope and “let me just try.” caregiver job, long shifts, cold mornings, learning accents that didn’t always make sense. she used to tell me how lonely it felt sometimes… how even laughter sounded different there. then she met him. an elderly white man she was assigned to care for. stubborn at first, very “i’ve lived my life already, don’t fuss over me” type. but my friend… you know her. soft heart, steady patience, that quiet kindness that doesn’t beg to be noticed. she didn’t just care for him… she saw him. she listened to his old stories like they were fresh news. laughed at jokes that probably weren’t even funny. months turned into years. she became more than a caregiver… she became family in a place where she had none. then life did what life does… he passed away. today’s call? different tears. he left a will… and in it, he left her his house. she kept saying “i didn’t do anything special”… but sometimes, being genuinely kind is the loudest thing you can do. she went there looking for survival and found grace. life quietly rewards a good heart when no one is watching. and today, hope sounded exactly like her voice on the phone.









Este video explica a la perfección porque la equidad en los recursos, no garantiza la igualdad en las condiciones







Nigerians are moving to Rwanda , Ghana Kenya even Togo and Benin They are moving in numbers! You can start small, it doesn’t have to be the USA or Australia As long as your new country can give you what your old county CAN NEVER ; just move





