₦airaland Forum

I Spent 20years Of My Life Living With Relatives.

I don't know who to trust or relate with.
I have come of age now and any time I remember what my own family did to me, I don't feel good at all.
You can think of everything evil and inhuman, I've encountered them from my own family.

Talk of the maltreatment and humiliation while living with them. The insults. I was despised, looked down on, thrown out, cast out, sidelined, deserted, shamed, beaten, ostracized and shunned.
I was left to fate. No one to hear, understand and help me. I was in the rain, under the scorching Sun trying to survive, no home to sleep in even after the days Hussle, Some even threw my bags on the streets like I was a slave. I was emotionally damaged by these people.
Some times, I feel my tribe has the most wicked people in Nigeria. Imagine falling seriously sick after an accident and the relative I was living with couldn't offer me food to take my medications?. I was even asked to Live in the store in the boys quarters, a room where charcoal and other properties were kept in.
I remember the constant humiliation in class and the entire sch when I was the only student not paying sch fees. I remember how I would miss exams and stay back while my classmates move to the next class. I also remember how I was supposed to be the Assistant Headboy but was denied due to the fact that I was paying my fees. I didn't even hold any Post despite my intelligence. I remember how would be the last to go to bed and be the first to wake up. I remember how I was so suppressed that I couldn't express myself and I became timid. So timid that I wasn't even qualified or fit to be a class monitor.
I'm glad I've fought the timidity and overcame it. Today I can stand before a thousand people and address them formally. I now anchor public programmes. I can now stand on the pulpit and testify without stage fright. I'm now bold and can communicate with ease. I've been blessed with good oratory skills that people now find it compelling to listen to me.

Today, I'm 26 and now responsible to myself. These people now call me. Same set of people. How do I feel free interacting with them?
They all thought I was going to die while they were hurting me. Today, the wounds have all healed, but the scars are still left on me.
I have forgiven anyone who hurt me because whether I forgive or not, is of no significance. But how do I forget all these?

I knew if I persevered, I would overcome In the end.

Why are they showing concern now? It's not like I already made it.
To all parents, I pray you live long to take good care of your children. Never leave your children to anyone.
And those parents who are maltreating other people's children and using them as your cleaners, I like to advise you to do so with caution. Treat every part of your towel nicely because the part the wipes your buttocks today may clean your face tommorow. A word is enough for the wise.
I leave everything to God!

Leep:
I don't know who to trust or relate with.
I have come of age now and any time I remember what my own family did to me, I don't feel good at all.
You can think of everything evil and inhuman, I've encountered them from my own family.

Talk of the maltreatment and humiliation while living with them. The insults. I was despised, looked down on, thrown out, cast out, sidelined, deserted, shamed, beaten, ostracized and shunned.
I was left to fate. No one to hear, understand and help me. I was in the rain, under the scorching Sun trying to survive, no home to sleep in even after the days Hussle, Some even threw my bags on the streets like I was a slave. I was emotionally damaged by these people.
Some times, I feel my tribe has the most wicked people in Nigeria. Imagine falling seriously sick after an accident and the relative I was living with couldn't offer me food to take my medications?. I was even asked to Live in the store in the boys quarters, a room where charcoal and other properties were kept in.
I remember the constant humiliation in class and the entire sch when I was the only student not paying sch fees. I remember how I would miss exams and stay back while my classmates move to the next class. I remember how I would be the last to go to bed and be the first to wake up. I remember how I was so suppressed that I couldn't express myself and I became timid.

Today, I'm 26 and now responsible to myself. These people now call me. Same set of people. How do I feel free interacting with them?
They all thought I was going to die while they were hurting me. Today, the wounds have all healed, but the scars are still left on me.
I have forgiven anyone who hurt me because whether I forgive or not, is of no significance. But how do I forget all these?

I knew if I persevered, I would overcome In the end.

Why are they showing concern now? It's not like I already made it.
To all parents, I pray you live long to take good care of your children. Never leave your children to anyone.
And those parents who are maltreating other people's children and using them as your cleaners, I like to advise you to do so with caution. Treat every part of your towel nicely because the part the wipes your buttocks today may clean your face tommorow. A word is enough for the wise.
I leave everything to God!

I am glad you have forgiven them... I pray God blesses you in everyway and heal even the deepest of the scars

That is so unfortunate, if you are honest here. I am blessed with loving and caring family members. God will comfort you.

dawnomike:
I am glad you have forgiven them... I pray God blesses you in everyway and heal even the deepest of the scars

Amen. Thanks.

immortalcrown:
That is so unfortunate. I am blessed with a loving and caring family members. God will comfort you.

Amen. Thanks.
I appreciate

I salute your courage warrior princess. Your experiences are worth it's weight in gold. Damn! I could imagine how pain hardship or hunger gat no hold on you now. Your position now feels like God mode. Please wield this power with utmost responsibility and humility.