I was happily married, and financially stable. Me and my wife started with no money and built everything together.
We were both working, she was making good money as a partner in a recruitment agency and I was working as a joiner/welder. We had two children who had the best of everything, we owned a big house, two cars and even had plans of buying another one back in Jamaica. I had everything I wanted but the storm that followed shattered my dream bit by bit.
We went home to Jamaica for Christmas holidays and two months after our return, my son was crying, saying he saw someone in the house. I didn’t take it seriously and tried to reassure him that no one was there, but afterwards, strange things were happening and things started to go wrong - especially in my marriage.
My wife all of a sudden wouldn’t listen to me and would often go out with her friends leaving me at home with the children. Out of the blue, she would take the children and travel to America and Jamaica and she spent wildly, using up all the savings we had accumulated for the second property and for the business. I just couldn’t control her or stop her. Our finances were falling apart. She also started saying that she wanted to take pills to kill herself. Her behaviour was so out of character.
I later found out that a family member from my wife’s side who’d been jealous of our success had done witchcraft against me. The person did not want me and my wife to be together and said he was going to make her life a misery. The things that were happening were not normal. It was as though a force was pushing us apart. She would tell me that her mind was telling her to leave me.
I was devastated when my wife eventually left me and filed for divorce. It was very painful and stressful. I didn’t want the divorce. I wanted us to grow old and spend the rest of our lives together. It affected me so badly I felt like I’d lost my mind and I did not know what to do with myself. Around the time she asked for the divorce, my wife had spent all our savings. The finances were so bad that I had to sell the house and all the furniture to rent a room while she upped and left for America with the children.