I have tried to weigh the kind of lie I would give to my wife so as to believe me in total after receiving my salary. She knew how much I receive in my account and has always been tracking my account anytime I come home.
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It all happened when I got married to my wife. Although, before I got married, I have been the type who can spend my savings on betting. I also spend almost all my salary on things that have no meaning. Immediately after I got married, my story changed even though I was still spending money gradually on betting.
She said “please, stop betting”. I agreed with her and faked myself to have stopped the betting but was still betting underground without her knowledge. I was doing this without winning a dime. The more I bet the more I lost. After some time, she got to know again. She saw betting slips in my trousers while washing my clothes. I tried to deny it, but without fact. She flamed up and started shouting. I tried hard to stop her, but then it was too late. Neighbors ran out and were listening to what she was saying. It was not new anymore, but shame was my second in command.
Going out was a risk to me. I choose staying in the house rather than going out apart from going to work. A few months later, my wife had to check my account unknowingly to me and saw the amount in it. She asked me, but then I was polite. I told her the exact amount. “Maybe she was trying to see if I would lie to her”. I thought to myself. When the salary was paid, she knew the exact amount I was being paid and how much was left in my account. Although, I had another account which I always manage just in case.
Whenever salary is being paid, I will be expecting my other money, lesson fee, to come in. Although it was the same account. After receiving the alert, I would waste no extra time before transferring it to my other account. Days passed and I was still betting stylishly. It was as if betting was created in me and cannot leave me. I have been eaten deep into betting. This means it was an addiction to me.
Part of my savings was going for betting. Everything I planned doing turned out to be unsuccessful just because of my method of handling things as well as financial aspects. The trust I had built later turned out again to be a typical lie. My wife again took my phone when I was deeply asleep, unknowingly to me. A few minutes later, I heard her shout. It woke me up at once and without wasting any time. She said “first, you have lied to me to have stopped betting”. I told her I was not betting anymore. She opened my phone browser and showed me the site I had visited that same day. However,I did not delete the site from my browser after using it.
I denied it totally, but was not able to escape her facts.
“I checked your other bank account and saw the huge amount you have in it”, she said. Just to save myself from being devoured by my wife, I had to lie again. “That money was the one given to me to keep by my colleagues in the school. The teacher helping them to keep their money resigned and the best was to grant me a way to help them keep their money”, I had to lie again just to defend myself.
She did not say a word and I thought all was over. When it was daybreak, I missed my mum's call. I had to return her calls. We spoke normally until she asked me a question. She said “why are you still betting?” I was shocked to hear that from her. She began to preach the hell out of me. I was ashamed of myself. She finalized her words by saying, “I had begged her for you and you need to apologize and desist from betting”. Her words touched me to my marrow.
I called my wife and promised her not to bet again. This time it was a big “NO” to betting. Although, stopping something you are addicted to cannot just come at once, but mine came at once. I stopped it totally. It was all thanks to my wife. I never lied to her again.
I was resurrected from my old ways to a better version of me.
