If you have ever been left by a partner without notice, you will understand my story.
You will understand the emptiness that follows you around like a shadow, the unanswered questions that keep you awake at night, and the silent tears that no one else sees.
For me, the wound cut deepest on the day that was supposed to be the happiest of my life. My wedding day.
I woke up that morning full of excitement. The preparations had taken months, and every coin I had was stretched to make sure the day was perfect.
I borrowed money, I called in favours, I put my heart into it because I believed I was investing in a future I could finally call mine.
The guests arrived early. My family dressed in their best. The pastor stood ready. Everything was set.
But the groom never came.
At first, I thought maybe he was running late. People whispered excuses for him.
They said perhaps traffic was bad or he had been delayed picking up a forgotten item. I held onto those small threads of hope as the minutes turned into hours.
But when his phone went off completely and no one could find him, I knew. I knew he was not coming.
He had disappeared.
The humiliation was unbearable. Guests whispered and stared at me, waiting to see if I would collapse.
My family stood in shock, unable to console me. What words could heal such a wound?
But the shame was not the only thing I carried away from that day. I was left with debts that now weigh heavily on my shoulders.
The dress, the catering, the venue, the music, the decorations, all of it had to be paid for. And since he vanished, no one else could take responsibility.
It was me. Alone.
I walk through life with people asking questions I cannot answer. “Where is he?” “Why did he leave?” “Will he come back?” I do not know.
All I know is that the man who vowed to love me disappeared on the very day he was supposed to make it official.
People think heartbreak only happens when someone dies or when divorce papers are signed.
But there is another kind of heartbreak that is harder to explain. It is the heartbreak of being abandoned without closure.
I know there are women and men out there who understand this pain. Some of you had your partners vanish from home, leaving you with children to raise alone.
Some of you receive the occasional phone call, just enough to confirm they are alive, but never enough to bring them back home. Some of you even receive money from them, but they still refuse to return.
And then some left without a single word, leaving you to wonder if you meant anything at all.
This kind of pain does not end quickly. It lingers. It eats away at your confidence. It makes you question your worth.
In my search for answers, I contacted Shaba Mangube Doctors. I had heard whispers of how they help people in matters of love and relationships.
At first, I was ashamed to admit I needed that kind of help. But when you have cried enough nights into your pillow, shame no longer matters.
That is when I learned something that shocked me.
They told me that in many marriages today, out of ten couples, nine are using what is known as a binding spell.
This spell ties two people together in loyalty and love. It protects the marriage from betrayal and disappearance. Without it, the chances of one partner walking away are much higher.
And suddenly, I understood. The fault was not just his. The fault was also mine.
I had gone into a lifelong commitment without the protection that many others secretly use. I had prepared food, flowers, music, and clothes, but I had forgotten to protect the bond itself.
I regret deeply. If I had known earlier, maybe my story would have been different. Maybe my groom would not have vanished.
Maybe I would not be here, stuck with debts and carrying the heavy shame of a wedding that never happened.
But regret alone cannot build a future. What I have now is knowledge, and knowledge is power. I know that if I ever marry again, I will not make the same mistake.
I will make sure the bond is sealed. I will make sure the commitment is bound in a way that cannot be broken by fear, by doubt, or by wandering desires.
For me, the binding spell will no longer be an option. It will be a must.
If you are reading this and you have been abandoned, know that you are not alone. Your pain is real. Your scars are valid.
Do not let anyone dismiss what you are going through. And if you are preparing for marriage, learn from me. Protect it before it begins.
Call Shaba Mangube Doctors at +254795613711. Do not wait until you are left crying in front of your guests or raising children alone with unanswered questions. If there is a way to protect what you love, take it.
My story may be filled with regret, but yours does not have to be.
