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charlesELIKIBA:
HELLP NAIRALANDERS

I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.

My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.

Aready they had 4 children, all boys.

The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.

Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).

It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.

I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.

In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.

Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.

I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.

Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.

I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.

PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.

Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.


YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.

I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.

Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.


YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer
please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.

So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).

Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.

NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.

WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?

After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.

It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.

i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow)
january this year i bought my 3rd car.
i travel round the world effortlessly.
YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.

I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.


So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.

Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.

At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station.
I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.

once u start visiting such places , that starts the beginning Of ur problem or added problem . Take note

charlesELIKIBA:
HELLP NAIRALANDERS

I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.

My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.

Aready they had 4 children, all boys.

The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.

Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).

It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.

I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.

In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.

Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.

I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.

Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.

I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.

PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.

Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.


YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.

I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.

Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.


YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer
please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.

So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).

Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.

NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.

WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?

After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.

It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.

i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow)
january this year i bought my 3rd car.
i travel round the world effortlessly.
YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.

I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.


So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.

Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.

At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station.
I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.

you wey no go school fit compose this Kain message, ah my guy small small Sha oh... Na Bobo you dey give us but I fit advise you say God don comot your obstacles for your road just dey flex dey go.

NLPsychologist:
Your assertions that they both did nothing wrong says you do not have the dept to begin offering solutions.

All of you coming here to state that both the uncle and his wife didn't do anything wrong are either inconsiderate or shallow. Another reason may be that you are presently maltreating somebody's child, a colleague at work or just something similar and are trying to sooth your consciences by downplaying the effect of apparent wrongs done to this guy.

Really, is that how you claim true judgement. The bible says if you judge you shall be judged, it is automatic.

The person causing it, is the guy and nobody else, he should release himself from the fear, and guilt he has caused himself because that's his only freedom and redemption.

If you read the story, you'll see what has brought that family down is guilt, and condemnation and if he doesn't solve it, it would continue to recur and recur, non stop.

Dear, bro if you're reading this help uncle by believing he is healed, trust in God who abides in you. Because if you don't, then your building what is called Generational curse, which is all recurrence, the same situation and the same scenario would keep on happening.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG1xtr5rySA

Your mother married 3 men... Hmm.... Your uncle is not wicked at all, they even tried 4 you cos your own parent failed you. Most mother would rather suffer to train her children even with tough means of substance than to shift their responsibilities put for another people head. Now you grow up with hatred in your heart towards a lovely family who were trying to take responsibilities wey no concern dem. Move on and face reality and don't expect too much from your uncle or your family members, dem self get dere own prob. For d dreams of u constantly seeing your aunt, free heart from hatred towards dem and d woman go leave u.

Note: Only pple that have S. E. N. S. E should quote me.

charlesELIKIBA:
oh wow.
this has got to be my best read so far.
you maybe right about comparison because sometimes I feel anything my cousins are today is out of their fathers wealth and not a fresh beginning like mine. that's the only comparison I can think of
truth is for me I have blamed my own mother the most, you know for giving me out.
to be honest if I have anger for anyone on if I was treated differently, that anger will be on my mother.
and this has affected our mother, son relationship.... it's not there at all.
I am beginning to think I know what to do.

it's just poped on me after reading what you wrote. maybe my uncles wife is expecting of me like a son because I have refused to recognise my mother as my true mother. just maybe this is the connection that needs to be broken. I need to love my mother more and unconditionally.

I think I need to talk to my mother about how i feel. oh boy can belive I am teary just writing this sentence. I feel this is it really.

that guy has said it all, just try and make sure you be with peace with everyone. .may God guide and strengthen you boss amen

charlesELIKIBA:
HELLP NAIRALANDERS

I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.

My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.

Aready they had 4 children, all boys.

The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.

Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).

It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.

I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.

In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.

Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.

I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.

Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.

I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.

PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.

Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.


YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.

I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.

Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.


YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer
please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.

So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).

Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.

NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.

WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?

After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.

It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.

i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow)
january this year i bought my 3rd car.
i travel round the world effortlessly.
YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.

I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.


So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.

Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.

At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station.
I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.

Your mother married 3 men... Hmm.... Your uncle is not wicked at all, they even tried 4 you cos your own parent failed you. Most mother would rather suffer to train her children even with tough means of substance than to shift their responsibilities put for another people head. Now you grow up with hatred in your heart towards a lovely family who were trying to take responsibilities wey no concern dem. Move on and face reality and don't expect too much from your uncle or your family members, dem self get dere own prob. For d dreams of u constantly seeing your aunt, free heart from hatred towards dem and d woman go leave u.

Note: Only pple that have S. E. N. S. E should quote me.

PericomaNwankwo:
Please this is very spiritually significant. Do not underestimate the relevance of the dead in our life.

Now what you have to understand is that dreams are tricky and doesn't carry a straight definition.

I can't explain everything here, no strength to type but just know that your aunt knew it that you'd be better than her kids and that has always been here fear. She is a part of your life no matter what. Take an egg, kola and schnapps and say a traditional prayer to the dead. Break the egg, call her name and remind her that you remember her and hope she is doing good over there. Also extend greetings to your late dad and great grand father and mother. Your dreams are not bad, it's just a reassurance that you're becoming something great and she always knew this, if she as alive, she'd still be jealous because your growth is still happening.

Lol.... nwa Pericoma, how far with Odumeje.... the guy still dey ball after you kill that innocent chicken for no reason.

I just saw you on Facebook and the house

u don't need to go spiritual, it will just make things get worst... Turn to ur Lord and seek his Divine intervention! dats all

I believe the woman feels you are suppose to take care of her children the way they took care of you in your early years. She may have died grudging that you became more success than her children and you are not lending helping hand to her children same way they did for you when you needed it.

Consider reaching out to her children and you will see her spirit will release you. The grudge she bears over you seem to linger on even though she is dead and that is what is bringing those dreams to you. You need God's intervention to help you wade off the bad omen that may come with it. Dont go to a herbalist I beg. If you can find a trusted man of God (not the one that will ask you to bring money before praying) you can go and ask him to help you wade off, through prayers, the ambiance of badluck that comes with this. If you find the right man of God, just one 1 minutes prayer will do the job and you will not have to pay- he will just rebuke the spirit. Its no longer the woman now, its the spirit behind her grudge that seem to have lingered beyond her existence. You need God to help with this. You may also consider reaching out to her children too. Reaching out to your mum and reconnecting with her is also a powerful tool- thank God you already realise that.

Please don't ignore my advice.

charlesELIKIBA:
HELLP NAIRALANDERS

I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.

My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.

Aready they had 4 children, all boys.

The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.

Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).

It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.

I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.

In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.

Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.

I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.

Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.

I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.

PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.

Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.


YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.

I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.

Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.


YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer
please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.

So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).

Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.

NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.

WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?

After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.

It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.

i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow)
january this year i bought my 3rd car.
i travel round the world effortlessly.
YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.

I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.


So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.

Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.

At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station.
I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.

firstly u need to release urself from spiritual bondage,as this will also help ur dying uncle
ur problem is more of family unknown covenant made in the past.
I can help you out if you wish so freely

you are still but a child.
I wouldn't trade words with you.[/quote]Bros d guy hv a strong point


By d way u are the one dat is seeking for advice someone gave you his strong honest advice instead of you to appreciate him for spending his precious to give you his strong honest advice


Beside you d are the boy dat is crying for wolf right now

Nd i will want my sis to marry my dad

Dis my dad is not carry away with the things of the world even though things was hard for him he tried is possible best to support my mom

All lies.

I think you’re a jobless youth who just have to use this long holiday to humor us with your script of entitlement. Happy Children’s day

Google évangélist Joshua site you will discover thé secret behinding your dream are.you a Christian ? Are you born again .Bcs only Jésus Can set you free.

engees001:
firstly u need to release urself from spiritual bondage,as this will also help ur dying uncle
ur problem is more of family unknown covenant made in the past.
I can help you out if you wish so freely

unknown covenant?
how so?

charlesELIKIBA:
you are still but a child.
I wouldn't trade words with you.

My brother...this man and her wife were just doing you a favor; you weren't their responsibility.

So don't allow this your sense of entitlement ruin ur relationship with ur Uncle's family.

The man has trained you up to WASSCE, that he didn't pay ur WAEC fee may be due to his not having it at that time... Remember his own children were also in school.

Just be thankful...and do whatsoever you can do for ur Uncle's family... You sound to be stable and handy than they are.


Don't bother tying ur soul to occultism by going to native doctor or herbalist.

If you are a Christian sincerely forgive and release urself from hatred and any form of comparison... Pray and alienate yourself from your Aunty; always scold her and tell her there is no share between the living and dead.

EVEN THE SCRIPTURE SAYS THAT IF YOU BRING YOUR GIFT BEFORE GOD AND YOU HAVE DISPUTE WITH YOUR BROTHER, LIVE YOUR GIFT AT THE ALTAR AND GO AND SETTLE WITH YOUR BROTHER AND COME AND OFFER YOUR GIFT TO GOD. SO BEFORE YOU GO SPIRITUAL IN A CHRISTIAN WAY YOU MUST 1ST FORGIVE HER.

Forget superstition. The Bible in Ecclesiastes says dreams come from a multitude of business i.e. usually out of the worries and stress you go through in daytime. However you see your aunt in the dreams it means nothing!

Charleselikiba

I will advise u to pray very hard and take care of her children...

Those are d tinx u shud do since u r now okay financially

How did you become successful? Are you into Yahoo, or you use her for ritual? I'm just asking,cos I see no reason why a dead person should be visiting you every time in the negative impact. Anyway, pray abt it if your conscience is clear.

The simple truth is "you failed to erase the past incidence from your heart". You always remember your encounter with her, that's the number one reason that makes you see her in your dream. Free your mind and forget the past, you won't see her again.

Move closer to God and ask for forgiveness too.

Make sure you always assist your mum both financial and morally and let her feeling fill your heart.

Remember your late Dad in prayer and never forget your uncle.

Above all, move closer to your God. Nothing is bad with your dream, it is the reflection of what you have in your heart!

Op what I am going to say may shock you. I am of the belief that you hex (cause) your uncle and his wife unknowingly at that moment of your anger.
I am a witch and I know how this works.
Your uncle's dead wife is visiting you via the astral plane. She using it to get to you.
Every night before you go to bed, fill your heart with positive thoughts. Abort negativity. When you do this, your astral body will be stronger to withstand anything she brings.

thank god for you that you are doing well ,please credit me something ,fcmb 5225871012

Help those ur 4 cousins and see miracles flowing more in ur life and people ur are surrounded with

Op, in my opinion l ll say your uncle and his wife tried for you inspite not assisting you in your waec enrolment.
He laid a good and solid foundation in your life which your other uncle was able to build on.

He was sure you were cared for while under his roof and even after they sent you back home, he continued paying your fees (needless using the word 'forced').
He gave you the kind of baic education you wounldnt have gotten if you ve stayed back.

Deal with the dreams saga and no need for the preambles cus many uncles careless whether they have nephews/nieces or not.

So deal with the issue at hand and see to it that you try and keep in touch with your cousins. Success isnt dependent on whether you studied in Ukrain or Canada.

And success to others might not be measured base on acquiring cars, houses and touring the entire globe.
Blame no one for anything even your mum cus you never knew what she faced, rather, try not to make their mistakes.

My brother don’t even try to go Spiritual, they might Even add your uncle another person to that dream and dry you up before you know it.

Your uncle did well for you bro, it was even because of the toughness that you became who you are today, you know sometimes our parent would hit us so hard that we wonder if they really gave birth to us or we were adopted but through all that we thank them today for if not for their discipline that we thought was hatred we wouldn’t have been where we are today

Bro you didn’t appreciate anything they did for you, you were busy looking at what they were doing for their kids, and failed to see the ones they were doing for you, even if they did same for you, you wouldn’t have appreciated it, without a leaving school Cert would you have written waec talk more of getting a decree ?

See it’s all about appreciation, lots of your type are uneducated today because of the fear of raising someone that would pay them back with negative thoughts about them because kids like that usually transfer aggression to their helper and end up sometimes hurting them for no reason, yes I’ve experienced it myself

My late sister died and left a little baby 3years old before she died she told my mum to give the baby to me and my Mum did, I was still very much single then, I gave her my best, I called her my Daughter a lot of people would appreciate me for taken care of her cos I was just 18years old then, I enrolled her in school paid till she wrote her waec , because of her I couldn’t enroll for a full time I had to do per time and work as well it was a very good job that I wasn’t even qualified for but God Gabe it to me, fast forward today she just started troubles for no reason, I got married, the rate of her trouble I can’t even put that in writing, my own niece that I trained in school that never lacked anything would go and tell my wife that she use to see me with women and all that because she knows how my wife would believe because of the way I carried her, almost broke my home, all was for me to chase her away, I didn’t she left on her own went out and lied about me till today I still feel hurt by that cos I don’t understand where the hatred for the family came from, deep inside of you, you feel they should have done more so instead of appreciating them you did the opposite.

As for you seeing her in your dreams man the whole thing is in your hands weather to continue seeing her or not, i was the only son of my Mum before she died we were too close, she died and I kept seeing her in my dreams, she died just a year before my wedding, during my wedding preparation I saw her distributing my Invites, saw her many times but she wasn’t doing anything but protecting my interest in the dream, but I spoke to the Familiar spirit that the living doesn’t have any link with the dead and the whole thing stopped, for 3 years now I’ve not seen her in my dreams, you can do it also and things will go back to normal, and if there’s any help you can render to your uncle and his children do not hesitate to do it my Brother all will be well.

It's all in the mind... appreciate God for where you are today. Be ready to be of assistance to your cousins if you are in a good position to do it. Pray about it

mbanefoeze:
Help those ur 4 cousins and see miracles flowing more in ur life and people ur are surrounded with

hey they aren't doing bad themselves but either way I can recall one or two occasions I have gifted them in gifts or cash.

charlesELIKIBA:
did you read what I wrote, if at all did you read to the end?
did you read the part I said this said uncle refused to pay my waec enrolment fee?
and how another uncle steps up to ensure I had a higher degree.
or you have comprehending disability?

This is the reason you keep seeing her in your dream ...your heart is bittered ...



Assuming they didn't pick your at the first place , where could you have been ?....if they hadn't given you the basic education would u be able to enrol in secondary school and WAEc ?, Taking u out of the village alone was an exposure to motivate u to go to school , which some in the village would never thought of..


No.matter what be appreciative in life , no good is small ....I remember , when I was small , my neighbors visitor from the village telling my aunt that he would do all house shore, farming and washing for anybody who will send him to primary school , he was a grown up man then, yet he still want to start from primary school , he was motivated see us then reading when he came to visit and never wanted to go back to the village....what I am trying to say that there many people whose uncle never gave them that opportunity u are taking for granted , I guess they saw that in u that was why they returnd you to your parent , because you want to Robb shoulder with their children , whereas ur own father is somewher else ...Bro appreciation is very vital in this life....the solution ;


Is for you to Purge your heart from every bitterness , u only assume about her , but u don't know her real heart about you...she may be bittered about your thought about her that's why she keep appearing to you... Go to your uncle , tell him what they did to u that u weren't happy about , that u just want to let them know, he will apologise and u would stop seeing his wife ...do this, u will never see her , if at all she appears for some time , it's will be to let u know she now pleased with u...take her children as ur own blood ,she is also oncern about them....pls do that ...peace rule the world ...

What i try to pick from this story is that, it seems the woman did something against you that will hinder your success but by stroke of luck unknown to you the thing got backfire. She waited for you to return to the compound so that she can renew the thing but you did not show up so she die disappointed knowing that you will become better than her children. And it is the effect of that thing that is appearing to you in the dream. But be WARN immediately you set your leg in the house or shrine of a native doctor that will be the beginning of problems and negative things (God forbid). Try see a pastor who is not fake, his one prayer for you will stop you from seeing the woman again

charlesELIKIBA:
relationship with my cousins is there.
chat at intervals.
it's ok.
I feel like I haven't failed myself in life (that's how I feel knowing I am miles ahead), otherwise I would have resorted to avoiding them out of shame.
not comparison of success... don't misquote me. it was an urge to succeed atleast not become a product of anything negative that was expected.

no matter how close we were, my real parents are my real parents, they are my blood parents, I need to acknowledge this fact more.

Whatever you are, give credit to your creator or whatever you believe in. You creator hasn't failed you. Not that you haven't failed yourself.

We don't know your work but be rest assured that if your cousins do your exact job right now, they might not still be as rich as you are. That's left to how nature has planned it. .

Note that they might turn around and do better than yoh later.

The woman isnt happy with you that's simple. At a point before she died, she wanted to see you close. Her children were no where Close to her so she saw you as a child figure which you failed.

The way they treated you while with them; well u said yoh started acting up at 15. Thus the reason for that. A Child who isn't ones is hard to take care at such age especially when they begin to practice exuberance.

As to how they treated u while in the village. The woman was only being selfish and that most wives do it. It is called 'territory claim'.

And for once forget about the woman. This is taking advantage of your emotions already. Sense of guilt is worrying you here. U actually think u failed them.

Get close to your uncle because u dont know when he will go and meet his wife. Avoid double guilt.

Whatever they did is left to them and their makers. Either money rituals or whatever. I don't want to think that you are trying to say they exchange your destiny for their children's and that power changed hands then you become successful while your cousins become the opposite of you!