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I have an uncle that passed on early last year. My daddy told me he's my "uncle" but a distant relation because I don't know him in the village. We only met in lagos here so I think we are related but not close relation. Before he died, I use to send money to him especially during covid. At times he will ask and atimes I will send without him asking me. So when he passed on early last year, I was still sending the little amount I can afford to his wife. Its been 4 months I gave birth and she did not even come to see me. Her house to my house is about 500 transport fare to and fro. She knows there's no how she will come to my house and I won't give her cash even if at all she don't have transport fare. She called me 2 days ago asking of Christmas money. I told her I will send it but inside me I am not happy honestly. People came from very far distance to visit me when I gave birth but this woman didn't even show concern. Anytime she call me will always be to ask of money. She said all her husband relative has abandoned her. It is not like I don't have money to give her but her attitude is bad. She has only one daughter which she claimed she's in university. I don't know how true is that Do you think I should overlook her character and give her the money |
I have always have this passion for fashion designing. Though I have a lucrative business that is fetching me money but being a tailor has always been what I love. Can I still acquire the skill at 40 years ? I don't even know how to use sewing machine 😕 |
I am new here. Though I have been on nairaland for long. Always coming to read comments and learn some things. But I decide to open account because of what is eating me up Honestly I am depressed. I am lady in my early forties and happily married with kids. The family I got married to love me so much and has never given me any reason to be unhappy even for one day. They took me as a daughter and make me feel so much comfortable. The people frustrating my life are the people I called my family. I am someone that can give everything to make my family happy especially my parents. I placed my daddy on monthly salary of 20k, but most times I do give him up to 50k monthly. I have a step brother which is doing well for himself so I left him to be taking care of my mother (after all she is our mother also). Our last born is about 35years and very unreasonable human being. He's not handicapped or sick but my mother want me to be carrying his responsibility. This is someone that have wife and son. When I refused it become an issue. She don't even care how I get money. She don't ask of my well being. Whenever she call, it is always to tell me hurtful word. The last time she called, she told me if i don't beg her when she's alive, I will come to her grave to beg her. I asked what did I do wrong and she couldn't say any thing. This is someone I was giving money before but I stopped when she wasn't appreciating it. Instead he will be forcing me to give my junior brother money(this boy always insult me even in her presence) Everyone knows the situation of this country now, my daddy told me he need 200k to charter vehicle from benin to akwa ibom. Everything he want to charter vehicle for does not even worth 100k I told him I can only afford 100k because I am somehow broke. He told me that what if he's sick, won't I bring money for his treatment? He doesn't disturb my junior brother for money because he feel that one is a man and any money he make is within the family. He believes I am now married and should provide whatever he want Why do I deserve such parents 😭😭😭😭😭. I am so down and depressed now Where will I get money from? Is this how all parents behave? I have kids and I love them so dearly but my own parents see me as money making machine and don't care how I get it I have told my mother never to call my number again until she tell me why I will come to her grave to beg I don't have any friend, I just came here to cry out my mind. If I die of depression, I think they will be happy but no, I will live for my kids |
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