They will feed you, cloth you, pay for your school fees, make sure they are been present in your life in whatever life throws at you. But since they are not kissing, hugging and telling you they love you, then you are not love at home.
Please walk me through your thought process
Your suffering has made you more beautiful, and through alchemical transmutation, productive - but it is bittersweet, a poisoned chalice, for although it has bestowed you with great gifts, at what cost? You are your own abuser: for your comfort lies in feeding off agony itself.
Let’s say some dhikr.
Subhan'Allah.
Alhamdulillah.
Allahu Akbar.
Astaghfirullah.
La ilaha illa Allah.
Subhanallahi Wa Bihamdihi.
Subhan Allahil Azeem.
Allahumma inni as'aluka al afiyah.
Rabbir hamhuma kama Rabba yani Sagheera
Allahumma Inni As'aluka Al Jannah.
Allahumma Ajirni Minan Naar.
La hawla wala quwwata illa billah.
Allahummaghfir lil muslimina wal muslimat wal mu'minina wal mu'minat wa ahya minhum wal amwaat.
Rabbi innee lima anzalta ilayya min khairin faqir.
If you reached the end, well done.
May Allah accept it.
The boy child and girl child should be loved and expressed been loved according to their nature.
Even in love, give it with equity in other not to raise a docile and weakling man. The world is not fair, hugging and kissing him won't sheild him
Hug and kiss your male child. Tell them that you love them, buy then ice cream.
Love your children, show them love, let that reflect in their life. Enough of raising children who behave like they are not loved.
The older I get, the more I realize intelligence is just knowing what to ignore. Texts. Calls. People. Food. Places. Unhealthy relationships. Living simply. And privately. Choosing depth over noise. That will do.
You can see the pause after the first slap right? She dey expect see stars from his retaliation, but as ee no make moves she understand say na idiot wey no fit do anything..