A girl who got married as a virgin found herself starting over again with 3 children – Nigerian woman shares her struggles, failed marriage and how she found love again

A Nigerian woman, Racheal Joseph, who remarried after her first marriage ended, has shared her story of personal struggles and resilience before finding love again.

In a Facebook post on Sunday, April 27, 2025, Racheal recounted that she married as a virgin and never imagined she would one day have to start over , this time as a mother of three.

Despite the challenges, she revealed that she did not give up on her first marriage easily. She fought hard to save it, moving from pillar to post, visiting churches and prayer houses in search of a solution.

She wrote;

“Lately, I don’t know why, but I feel led to share pieces of my journey. Not for pity, Not for applause. But maybe, just maybe, someone out there needs to know they are not alone,” she wrote.

You see, life is strange. Unpredictable. And full of turns you never imagine when you’re young and full of dreams. Who would have thought, That me , the girl who got married pure, as a virgin would one day find herself starting over again with three children?

I fought for my first marriage with every fiber of my being. I didn’t let go easily. I ran from church to church, from prayer house to prayer house. I wasn’t looking for someone to tell me stories. I wanted to hear that the problem was from me so I could fix it , I was desperate for solutions.

But after endless battles, after countless tears and broken prayers, I left.

And when I walked away, it wasn’t strength that carried me, it was survival.

It took me over two year to meet my husband after that chapter ended. I wasn’t just looking for love, I was looking for covering, For safety. For a home where my children could see a father figure, and not just an empty space beside their mother.

I was already doing something with my life when he came. Still struggling. Still fighting silent battles no one could see.

I told him my story one day, with trembling lips, not knowing how he would see me. And all he said was. Let me assist you. He began paying their school fees. Quietly. Without noise. Without looking for applause.

He supported me emotionally, at a time when even little things triggered deep wounds inside me.

He became my shield. He became my voice in rooms where others wanted to silence me. And I said , God, you did this one.

I cut ties completely with my past. Changed my SIM card. Blocked every avenue that could reopen wounds I had finally started healing from. For three years, my husband stood by us not just financially, but emotionally, spiritually, and physically. He loved fiercely.

He protected diligently. He never allowed anyone disrespect me or the kids. I have endured storms most people don’t even whisper about.

Maybe one day, I will put it all into a book. Not to make you feel my pain. But so you will understand that no matter the storm, no matter the abandonment, no matter the shame if you have God, you have everything.

Back then, my only prayer was. God, I have nobody else but you. Today, I look around and I see that I have God, mr Hitman, the kids, and a family built on the solid rock of mercy and grace. Na God run am.

And if He could do it for me, He can do it for you too. Hold on. Please, just hold on. Your beautiful chapter is still being written.