The man was making about 900k a month but he used to give us as little as possible whenever we asked. I remember asking him for money to buy new set of clothes because my old ones were worn out and he gave me 4,000 naira.
I loved him though. Even though he was very very emotionally absent and cheated on my mum. He also could have spoken up for us whenever he saw my mom accusing us unjustly or beating us up unjustly but he just lived as if nothing is his business.

I still love him sha. At least he trained us through school and didn't abuse us.

1Sharon:
He said I was dressed too revealing( he's Muslim, but hypocritical)

he was hostile to me when I failed my first yr at uni

He compares me to my peers when he knows nothing about them

He's says I'm not a certain way, when he wasn't there to raise me that way, you can't reep what you didn't sow


I hate African parents, very narrow minded
But I love my dad

The last bit is contradictory.

chivera018:
one school term when my school bag tore,
my dad insisted I use the box he used in carrying books to school in the 1960's, I no gree, I rather be bag-less than turn into a laughing stock.
and it was the box he inherited from his father.

He still have all his school books neatly arranged in his room on a bookshelf, he still have all the newspaper that existed when Buhari was the military head of state.

Mehn sweet girl like you, that your father is not serious o.

Regiomontanus:
As in. Those fvckboys that know they can't father a child and/or are still depending on their parents will be the ones to fvck raw without condom, cum, impregnate and run away denying the pregnancy.

Preach!

1Sharon:


Even at that where do they find a place to have sex with strict parents watching them like a hawk?

That, I cannot answer.

HitSong:

Ask your mom what she did wrong...
She must have done something...

Bad father in the making

sassysure:

Nope but I love their family values so much.
My uncle is one.
U need to see this man and his family.

yea we are one United family....am a JW that's why I asked. But what stops you from bn a jw

kaziblake:
Bad father in the making

In your father's face

prciouschika:
yea we are one United family....am a JW that's why I asked. But what stops you from bn a jw

Don't take it farther than u were supposed to. Be happy and appreciative that I endorsed your organisation for somebody even though I don't have any biz with them.
Nigerians

Going through this thread is like watching a horror movie may God heal every soul that needs healing Amen

HitSong:

In your father's face

Bad father.. I pity your wife and kids. You better change your mindset if not you go suffer for old age

sassysure:

Don't take it farther than u were supposed to. Be happy and appreciative that I endorsed your organisation for somebody even though I don't have any biz with them.
Nigerians

you don't need to be rude or full of yourself and I just asked a simple question. Biko goodnight

blackslayer:


well then, i hope he upgraded to slashing two zeros.

Two zeros will also be added to his bill. I asked 1M for my project nah

godblessuyirich:
hmmmm, how many I go fit talk. my fathanaer is d devil himself. Fell pregnant after finishing ss3, my father tormented my life, when my baby was 2weeks old all d old baby stuff my mother gave me my father packed all and threw them all into our pit toilet then, leaving d baby naked and in darkness at night. picked up myself and got admission into University, went to show him my admission letter with joy, took d admission letter from me put it on d ground and started matching it, I cried and pleaded with him to give me back, it was very rough and torn and was almost rejected but God stood for me. Did everything from Hawking for my mum and selling to pay school fees. He did not send any of my siblings to sch, not even finish secondry sch, I'm d only graduate in d family. my only sore today is that he is d one I still give Mony to cos my mom died immediately after I graduated without enjoy her labor. life is so unfair

So sad! Sorry about that.. Well, God will reward you....

prciouschika:
you don't need to be rude or full of yourself and I just asked a simple question. Biko goodnight

Abih oh.. So endorsing now makes it feel like na God stamp.. Some folks, hehn...

Freehuman:


Do I need to be a father to understand that I shouldn't bring children I wouldn't love into this world? Prevention is better than cure. It is better to teach young men yet to be fathers never to bring children they will never love into this world and watch them suffer than wait till they become fathers before telling them not to abuse the children they have got used to abusing.

If Northern Nigeria was made up of fathers who had a maximum average of 4 children they could feed and send to quality schools, there would not be terrorism like we have today. When a child doesn't have a sense of belonging, he becomes disastrous and hopeless. When he is sent to beg to survive at an early age, he becomes a tool of destruction in the hands of his recruiters who teach him to forget about this world in which he suffers, pick a bomb and kill himself so he can get to where he will never suffer. His recruiters give him free food and for the first time he has authority to sleep with women who mocked him for being poor (although by force), he finally has a sense of belonging and the promise of a better life with 72 virgins he believes . He adorns himself with explosives, moves to a location and blows himself up at the expense of innocent citizens of the society.

These things have been analysed consistently over time and I do not need to be a father to understand how parents should treat their children.

Talk is cheap. Nothing to say to you again. Have a nice sleep.

Cyberleets:
My own dad is a nice man, he has lost everything he has, lost my mom when we were 4, then months later he lost two children (my mom was society and she was suppose to have just two children in her stay on earth but she had 4 of us..she didn't tell my dad.)

They striked her with sickness which made my dad spent his entire life savings, she eventually died when I was 4. My dad was devastated cos the man is just a simple person that doesn't even believe in this witchcraft stuff!
Next up, momsy spirit returned saying she needs to take 2 of her child back from this world. Long story short... In the space of 3 month, I lost my twin brother and and one of my sister!

The man has not recovered from the shock till now, after so many years! He took care of me and my remaining sister alone as a single dad but that terrible experience made him strict. Las las me I can't be with a strict person so I left home to hustle for my self. Oh and he loves education and wants me to be a graduate but I know say school for Nigeria now na Scam, akant be a graduate and be hustling with people wey no near school


Summary..he took care of us even after loosing a lot. He borrowed money a lot to feed us. I will always be gratefull to him.

Quite interesting

intrepidJ:
Emotinally brutalized before the age of 7. Called a bastard by time im 10. Ran away from home at the age of 12 with no idea where i was going and but a biscuit in my pocket. Experienced the phenomenom "walking in circles " for the first time. By 6 im hungry and lost..by 11 im roaming yhe streets looking for where to sleep. God sends a good Samaritan my way. He saw a young boy on the streets at that hour. I lied to him was going to visit my uncle in Festac Town but got lost and was hungry. He took pity on me and offered to let me pass the night in his place. Too dangerous for a 12 year old boy walking all alone.

Next morning i had no desire to get up..i was drained. Anyway i find my way back to Festac. Exhausted i sat on a stone under the baking sun to rest. Then my dad's friend spotted me. I spotted him too and took off...he chased me and caught up with me. I screamed...people gathered thinking he was trying to kidnap me. I screamed " i dont wanna go back. He wants to kill me"

He was having none of that. I was bundled into a bus and taken home. Now this is where the nightmare began.

I was threatened with death. I was bullied by everyone. Repeatedly called a bastard and spat on. Being spat on right at my face is what i dread the most. You are a bastard chiled he will scream..then spit on my face and tell me to go commit suicide. He will point his finger at me and say "you will never make it in life".

Now im the first son. It didnt take long for my younger siblings to follow suit. I was not being spat on by my own brothers too. I was treated with the utmost disrespect and contempt. I tried had to figure out why i was hated with such passion...i just couldnt understand why a human being will treat another human like that.

Because of the childhood trauma i developed anxiety and other forms of mental illness. I didnt know how to socialize...my entire life has been characterised by nothing but raw fear. I became introveted..too scared to go out fir fear of being nullied. As my mental health got worse i became a source of amusement to them. I was mocked, laughed it...SPAT on, called useless. It was a living hell. At this point everybody in my family denies they know me. I was worth nothing to all of then.

When they saw that i had become immune to their widkedness because i have been so used to it so it doesnt affect me..they looked for new ways to cause me emotional trauma..my FRIENDS.

My friends were disgraced by my dad...i was warned never to bring friends home. By the time i was 18 they had grown tired of havng me around. I was sent to the University of Port Harcourt and abandoned there. Inwas not deemed worthy enough for anyone to invest in..sos ia became homeless in Port Hacourt..walking the street. With no money toi feed. Not once was i sent money...luckily some friends took pity on me and took me in.

So i got sick. The stress of everyday life was too much. It affected my immune system. I call my dad and BEG him for N5,000. BEGGED!!. But alas..i was not worth N5,000. At this point i had lost all hope of ever being accepted. So i go into Yahoo. Oh boy !!! My life changed.

First pay was £12,000 pounds. More money began flowing. My life was has changed. So in estacy i decided to surprise my family is. I figured now that there was money i can make them accept me. I never knew i was making a terrible mistake.

I spent over N3 million on that family. I thought they were happy for me. I, who nobody paid my fees, my dad took up responsibility of some family relatives education on my back. No prob..so long it made him happy i was cool.

THEN

The terrible DREAMS STARTED. TERRIBLE DREAMS. I kept dreaming of being attacked with blows from my dad and siblings...i dreamt of my siblings exchanging my bigger phone with his. I dreamt of being force fed in my dreams by my family. I couldn't make sense of it.

My finances then took a hit..suddenly.To cut long story short...i had an altercation with a friend...in anger and fury he blotted out i am a BASTARD. I am a reject. I am not the legitimate son of my dad. Apparently my mom cheated or so and ...they found out..My mom left so i was at the mercy of my dad. Unable to get at my mom i was used as a punching bag.

One faithful day..i was im my dads room..and rifht in his wardrop i saw a BAT hanging upside down. I fled in panic and shouted daddy see bat. My dad just smiled ans closed the wardrope. I was confused.

God in his infinite mercy took pity on me and revealed to me the truth. I was living in the midst of witches and wizards. My entire family was into witchcraft. Including my mom. They wanted to use me for sacrifises but God intervened. A friend of mine was made an off remark that "na because of your goodheart you dey alive..God dey fight for you" ...i didnt understand then...

They saw my star, they saw God loved me so much and since they could not kill me they resorted to trging to steal my glory.

My life has pretty much being destroyed at this point n because i am just lost with no sense of belonging. I fled my family..they still sent WITCHCRAFT bird to be monitoring me. Now he may have caused me great pain and sufferring..i really do not hate him. I am more sad than happy. But i know the almighty God seest all. I do sincerely hope they turn from witchcraft before its too late.

So im lost. Contemplated suicide..nobody to talk to and having to live in complete isolation. One thing i know..God will help me out and end my suffering. I hope its soon cos life has become unbearable.

The man i called my dad is a wicked and evil hypocrite and jealous too. Someday he will answer for destroying my life and all the pain and tears he caused. Waking up middle of the night crying. I did nothing to him. He will answer for his wickedness...very soon.

I really do feel for you. Life has dealt you a very bad hand. I pray you find light at the end of this tunnel you are in. I read some of your posts, I'm wondering, are you still experiencing those things you used to?

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elegantslayer:
No oooo...My Dad is the best,don't let me tell you what my dad has gone through in training us,he's been a company driver for years and he has used that in training all his children,my elder sisters are graduates now,am in my final year in school,my only brother is in his 300 level and my baby sis is in a private secondary school,and its all thanks to my dad..There was time my dad stepped on poison,he had serious pains in one of his legs,he applied everything but the pains kept increasing everyday, but with all d pains,he still goes to work,he pretends whenever he sees any of his bosses so they won't say its old age and stop him from driving them,he wakes up as early as 5 am and treaks to d bus stop with d same leg just to cater for us..There was also a time my dad wanted to leave d house around 4:30 just cause one of his bosses asked him to come early,and on that particular day,there was a robbery incident in my street,we were hearing gunshots,we begged my dad to stay but he refused,my dad went to work that day even with d gun shots,how he managed to leave d street is what we don't know..My dad will always be like "if I stop working now,how are we going to survive", he said he didn't go to school but he will make sure he trains all his children even if it will cost him his life..My mum plays her motherly roles too,infact she's d best mum but my dad has never failed in playing his roles..And I keep praying that God will keep them for me,want to buy my dad a house, buy him the latest jeep,get him a driver that will be driving him and pay him for everything he has done for me, and I know my siblings are planning same thing too cos my Dad is simply the Best..He's my Hero for life...so you see,there are still good dads........And I forgot to add that my dad has been catering and training us with a salary of just 50k,a times he takes loans from the company for our school stuffs and mum takes over the feeding for that month...My parent are the BEST

God bless your dad forever. May he not die but live to enjoy his old age. I'm impressed.

megareal:

God bless your dad forever. May he not die but live to enjoy his old age. I'm impressed.

AMEN AMEN AMEN..GOD bless you too..

chemgee:
I better pray that 90% of the stories here are fake coz damn, too many broken folks moving around..

They are not fake. The things fathers have done to their children and sometimes their mothers is why you see most folks disassociate completely from fathers. The scars linger for a lifetime.

Onlyonebuhari:
I wonder what the future holds for most of this so called youth. Social media is now the medium to count your Dad flaws against you...... what a shame!
African cultures is dying

go and sit down ma/sir. If you want to see very serious people go to the mortuary they are there all tight faced and serious looking. Everytime you people will be forming mature and exposed. Mtschw. This thread is to make younger future upcoming dad's learn and not become like our fathers' generation. If you don't find it useful rest.

BluntBoy:
My dad loves cars. While I was growing up, we had many cars in our garage but my dad's favorite was one Toyota hatchback. He had a Mercedes (which I liked), a Pajero and many other nice cars of the 90s but my dad just let them rot in the garage while driving this ugly Toyota about.

While I was in boarding school, my dad once again brought this Toyota to school on visiting day. But the car paint had been scraped off in many places and my dad could not even bother to wait to have it evenly painted before jumping in and driving it to school.

Then to make matters worse, this car chose the visiting day of all days to splutter and stall. And my dad had to be begging some students and gardeners to be pushing it while he tried to restart it. After the car had started, I heard one of the gardeners saying that the car should have been offloaded into the sea a long time ago.

It was very annoying and embarrassing.

mine was that he abandoned his car and brought his okada to school and we were outside for school fees drive. Some people saw him and were now like ceecee so your dad is an okada man. ��� It was very funny, in my mind I was like damn all of you. Secondly he would come with his old Peugeot 504 cos he claims his Honda consumes fuel. I was quite embarrassed. ���� Even up till today the man has abandoned his car and uses okada cos of Lagos traffic. Very strict, annoying and harsh human being but doesn't joke with his wife and kids. Doesn't waste time to curse any of us but he sacrifices a lot for us and can go hungry just to see us eat. I usually say I hate him whenever he annoys me but I love my parents to death. Can't wait to complete our house or sponsor his importation business for him cos man's getting older.

Fountainofyouth:
Not just my dad but both parents, I got pregnant after secondary school, my parents made the 9 months period hell for me, on the night of delivery my dad and mum told me when or if I come back with a baby they will disown me, he took me to the hospital in the middle of the night, he dropped me there and zoomed off, the gate of the hospital was locked, i banged and banged the gate no one answered, I gave birth outside the hospital on the sandy ground by myself before the useless sleeping nurse came to open the gate but the baby still died,

Right there and then I decided never to go home again, I left that state, stayed with a friend living with her elder brother, did menial jobs for 3 years, sponsored myself to university, came out with second class upper, got a well paying job immediately after nysc, was transferred out of Nigeria after 3 years, now ready to get married to the love of my life soon, I only talk to my siblings now, I have forgiven them but can never forget the hell I went through in their hands.

I'm sorry about your story, but can I also ask you how you found a place and room to have sex when you know the type of parents you have??

Cubia:
mine was that he abandoned his car and brought his okada to school and we were outside for school fees drive. Some people saw him and were now like ceecee so your dad is an okada man. ��� It was very funny, in my mind I was like damn all of you. Secondly he would come with his old Peugeot 504 cos he claims his Honda consumes fuel. I was quite embarrassed. ���� Even up till today the man has abandoned his car and uses okada cos of Lagos traffic. Very strict, annoying and harsh human being but doesn't joke with his wife and kids. Doesn't waste time to curse any of us but he sacrifices a lot for us and can go hungry just to see us eat. I usually say I hate him whenever he annoys me but I love my parents to death. Can't wait to complete our house or sponsor his importation business for him cos man's getting older.

Fathers can be very interesting people.

prciouschika:
you don't need to be rude or full of yourself and I just asked a simple question. Biko goodnight

U shouldn't have gone the usual way.
Don't assume or try forcing your belief on others which we are so fond of doing. Not only did u call me out, u want me to start discussing the why and if with u. Who are u to do that and online? Very insensitive and rude. Instead of you to apologise, ur pride will not allow you to see your mistake for which I'm so very disappointed as the JW folks I know are very humble.

U just failed one big test.

Tomorrow, don't ever ask somebody such, whether online or offline. That's very rude and inconsiderate.

For me I have the best dad too, I don't really know where to start from, my mum had issues with my dad when I just gained admission into secondary school. So my mum packed are things and left home, it was even in the night, I still remember crying in school that afternoon, my mum left my dad with 5 children, 2girls and 3 boys and another life started, my dad single handledly trained all of us in school, he is very caring. My dad made me as lady to keep myself, it was my dad that made me promised myself that I will never abort, until I got married I never knew any abortion drug. We always come first with my dad, we never had all we wanted as children but my dad gave all his best. The only thing we never liked about my dad is that he is always supporting other children when we have issues with them, aside this he is a good father. I was so free with him after I graduated I tell him about my boyfriends and he guides me, when I write Ican exams and I don't pass he is there to encourage me. I'm praying to God to make me rich, I promised to build house for him, I'm praying to God to help me fulfil this promise in his life time, I want to take care of him more than I'm doing now. Lord answer my prayer.

I forgot to add this, my dad never believed in flogging children rather he sits you down and talk to you, he is a man that lives by example and I have abide by this too, anything I don't want my kids to do then I won't do it too, he so much believes in forgiveness which I do too

My Dad abused me concerning an experien.ce which occurred in the year 2007 when I made mistake in my 300 level in 2015 until my sisters stopped it in the year 2018.The full detail is displayed as screenshot.

intrepidJ:

All those beatings must have done more damage than you realise.

Every member of your family us into witchcraft but you escaped?
It hasn't occurred to you that Yahoo on it's own is an invitation to the devil?
What would your victims say about you? Are they praying for you and asking God to grant you grace to scam them again?
Or you must think the fact that you blew means God loves only you, abi?
Continue deluding yourself.

Lord l thank you for the best father you gave to me. If not God that gave me this man, l don't think l will go to school.

The man believes in me. Employed private teachers from ss1 to teach me yet l failed WAEC many times. Whenever l showed him my result, he will advice me that l can make it. He believes so much in me. Those years, if you fail you have to wait till another year.

When government were owing salaries, he went to learn tailoring and that was another source of income. The man is very industrious. He taught us farming, and made us believe that as far you are not handicap, you can use your hand to work.
He loves God. We must observe quiet time in the morning and evening before going to bed.
I as first child had late education and before l could gain admission to university my younger ones had finished secondary school. My dad went through hell to finance us. I remembered when we sometimes came home and dad need #305,000 to pay for our expenses.
My younger once started abusing me that l was the one inconvenient our parent to send us to school because of my late education. I thank God today, l am the bread winner of the family.

I remembered a time l went to teach in nursery and primary school just to gather money to write GCE. He was annoyed why l should use my money to buy form when he is still alive. He game back the money.

In fact l have to beg him to stop sending upkeep to me during my NYSE. The man is a loving father.

When l told him about my first trip to abroad, the man was super happy and reminded me why he believes in his children because everything created by God was good. Very trust worthy man. I sent my money to him to help supervise my building project and was with me when l bought the land. He supervised the work till completion level.

Whenever l travel home and l see him getting old, l always feel like cloning him so that he can stay with us till eternity.
I have never seen him beating our mum and mum is very stubborn and arrogant jare
I pray to God to give you more long life dad. You are just too much.