I hope you people know it’s abuse that has made some of you seek love and validation in unsavory places
A lot of us didn’t have those things at home growing up and it reflects in how we navigate life today
Don’t do the same thing to your kids
It’s a useless cycle
Me, I don’t forget lol. One Sunday in church, we were praying about forgiveness and I stepped out to call my parents. Told them it made no sense that I was flogged and punished for years because I was left handed. I lashed out so badly cause this thing affected my psyche so much.
When I’m on my deathbed
When I’m on my deathbed, I’m going to remember all those weekday mornings in 3rd, 4th, 5th grade when I would happen to wake up at 3 am to the sound of my dad leaving for work downstairs, and I would fling off the covers to run downstairs and give him a hug, tell him that I love him.
I’ll remember in high school as a senior, when I went up to my upstairs bathroom with my friend and opened the electric razor case where I had hidden a nug of weed, to find a little note from my dad that he had found it when he had gone up there earlier that day to organize and clean my bathroom. He didn’t take the weed, he just let me know that he had found it and that I can’t have weed in the house.
And I’ll remember another time that year, when, trying to maneuver across the cluttered floor through my junkyard of a room, he had stepped on a dufflebag where I had hidden my little bong, and he had broken it. And even though he didn’t want me smoking weed, he felt bad, so he bought glass bonding epoxy from a hardware store and helped me in the garage to put the bong back together.
And I’ll remember how he’d always go with me in the evening to the elementary school playground down the street, throw me unlimited footballs, batting practice, rebound for me, whatever sport I was playing.
And I’ll remember when I finally passed the test to get my teaching credential, which I had worked for for years in a process that included a lot of frustration, when I read the email that told me I passed the final test, he asked me through the kitchen window “did you get the results?” and I said “I passed” and he started yelling for joy, running through the house to come out and give me a huge hug.
I’ll remember all the times that I gave him a hard time and was kind of mean to him, especially as I’ve gotten older because I think he doesn’t listen, but how he never deserved any of that because he always did his best. And I will know that I was blessed.
On my way to work this morning, I saw a grown-ass man talking to himself on his way to work.
I just minded my business, jeje, because I could relate to him.
Naija, nice one
i remember my mum threw a pair of hair shears/scissors at me, straight at my head. it struck and penetrated deeply into the side of head, in my temple. she rushed to me to remove it gently and i could not stop bleeding.
she now started crying and begging me not to tell my dad-
Tomorrow makes it 6 years since we lost Tolulope Arotile. And from time to time, I still think about how unfair it was. She was 24, and the first female combat helicopter pilot in NAF history. She winged in 2019, flying real combat missions against boko haram and bandits in less than a year. She already had 460 flight hours at 24 🥺
A "reversing car" on a military base took her out. till today nobody has answers.
Rest well Tolu, we haven't forgotten. 🇳🇬
your abusive father controlled his temper around coworkers, neighbors, friends, church members, cashiers, & strangers.
then he brought the rage home to people with less power to leave.
that was a choice he kept making.
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If you need evidence that physically hitting children does not work and often even makes them worse, you only need to look at Nigeria, a collectively battered and abused population, where people have become worse, more badly behaved, more violent, less disciplined over time.
And none of us turned out fine btw
The "discipline" didn't do jackshit
Nigeria is a cesspool of immoral, maladjusted,ill-mannered,vile and all-round terrible individuals
The beatings worked like mad:
- we cannot challenge authority
- we keep electing leaders that rob us and rub it in our faces
- we maintain a culture of silence that enables the cycle of abuse
- we dissociate and can only process difficult emotions through the lens of religion
check… Not love for our parents, not care for their feelings, just fear…
How ineffective is that?
The boy who was raised with love…. in a healthy non abusive background, with genuine bond to his parents didn’t see freedom as a chance to rebel cos he always had it
all the beating that nigerian parents beat their kids growing up, did it work? as a collective, do we behave like people who were well raised? this does not even require any sophisticated study, the answer is starring us in the face
@ThatPHCBoy@birityem Nigerian yutes have PTSD from all the beating and dehumanization; from beating at home, to religious institutions where they labeled us witches/wizards at young ages, in school where our teachers flog us for any reason.
And when we go out there, we get harassed by govt dogs.
Hello everyone,
I am pushed to look for a friend who saved my life in 08 at Enugu while we were teens, without him I wouldn't be alive today.
His name is Emeka, nickname Tikon. His mother was a manager at Union Bank Enugu and we attended Doyen Academy together.
Please, help me retweet, hopefully the power of social media can bring two friends back.
Deep in prison, Paul wrote to a church outside:
“Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.”—Philippians 4:4
A shackled man with no view of freedom still felt peace that no human mind can explain.
Don’t ever be embarrassed about your life. We all go through things that shake us, humble us, or force us to start over. Moving back home, losing your job, getting your heart broken, going through a divorce, hitting a low mentally… it’s all a part of being human.