{"id":34969,"date":"2020-10-16T14:07:18","date_gmt":"2020-10-16T12:07:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/viral366.com\/?p=34969"},"modified":"2020-10-16T14:07:18","modified_gmt":"2020-10-16T12:07:18","slug":"i-knew-the-fear-of-babes-wadumos-face-it-has-been-my-own","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/viral366.com\/i-knew-the-fear-of-babes-wadumos-face-it-has-been-my-own\/","title":{"rendered":"\u2018 I knew the fear of Babes Wadumo\u2019s face it has been my own \u2018"},"content":{"rendered":"
I made up my mind that I was leaving. After 17 years, I was going to do what I was always afraid of doing.<\/p>\n <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n I had made up my mind in May last year after seeing a very familiar look, a look of fear, a look that said \u201cI don\u2019t want people to know\u201d.<\/p>\n I saw this look on Bongekile \u201cBabes Wodumo\u201d Simelane\u2019s face last year as she sat in the SABC studios being interviewed by host Masechaba Ndlovu.<\/p>\n She was confronted for the first time about her abusive relationship with her boyfriend, Mandla \u201cMampintsha\u201d Maphumulo.<\/p>\n I had been living with the father of my two children for four years and we had been dating for 17 years.<\/p>\n I\u2019d been hit with a beer bottle on my head. I\u2019d had him kneeling on the bed with me between his thighs as he wrapped his hands around my neck, choking me.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t have words to describe the feeling that flowed from the top of my head to the tip of my toes as I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.<\/p>\n No words can describe how and what I felt when I opened my eyes from blinking to see the asbestos roof above me, above us.<\/p>\n For a fraction of a second I looked past the towering figure kneeling over me as I lay captive between his thighs.<\/p>\n I remember that day, I had come back after spending the night drinking at a friend\u2019s place. I had been drinking after we had a fight.<\/p>\n There have been so many incidents where I ended up being slapped, pushed or pulled, I can\u2019t recall why we had argued that specific time.<\/p>\n But I had been sleeping when he arrived home. He too had been drinking and was totally drunk.<\/p>\n My son, our second-born, was still a toddler, just beginning to walk.<\/p>\n His sister, our first-born, was about 8 years old.<\/p>\n My drinking while I was in the relationship was toxic and so was his. I would always make sure to be asleep when he returned home drunk.<\/p>\n I would be under the covers in the children\u2019s bedroom, but my heart would beat so loudly I could always hear it in my eardrums.<\/p>\n\n