Tinkybabe: You've still not highlighted what the problem is..
Did you turn out bad? Do you miss your mum? Are you scared of committing to a relationship?
What exactly is the problem?

Yes and I just want a good family, I know that no family is perfect.

My dad always wanted us to be picture perfect, he did not care if we were dying, as far as the whole world tinks we are okay.
I grew up in the church but I was just a pretender. Everyone thought I was a good bible student but I was just a good pretender.
To cut the story short, I'm in pains, I've lived my life making several mistakes, my course in school was a mistake, the relationships I had was a mistake, I see myself as a failure, I'm scared I'll be a failure, my dad has always been a womanizer but recentlyy I found out my mum sleeps around with men and boys. I'm just tired and weak, I just want to leave this place, I have no where to go to. I have a serious health issue but no one cares or takes care about it, my mom said she does not have money but she pays the school fees of a lover she keeps at university of port-harcourt, rivere state. I just felt like letting it all out.

It all stopped when my mother got a job faraway and decided to take it up. for the first time in my life, I knew peacen I slept like a baby not wondering what will happen in the night or if the next fight will soon begin.
I was very happy the fights stopped but I never knew my life crashed.
At first, I was so happy that tthere was no mother to nag , no mother to control how I dressed, no mother to scold me or tell me anything but I realized to late that as a child I needed guidiance.
I'm 20years and I'm a already a graduate, I rushed through school.

Hello everyone, I'm a very popular nairalander so i created a new identity to pour out my heart.
For a while now I've not been able to think or do anything. I need your help and please feel free to ask questions where you don't understand.


I know that no home is perfectn every family has some secrets and my home it's not the worst. I grew up in a very abusive house, I still remember how my neighbours used to run in the middle of the night to come and seperate fights or how my dad constantly thre my mum things out or how my age-mates used to make fun of my parents fight..we lived in an estate, we still live here till today...all my life it was pure fights, I can still recall the raising of knives or pestle or the breaking of doors or the smashing of the cars. I still remember everything, it happened between two people that were supposed educationists or supposed christains.