she was a victim, dont be : INFERIORITY COMPLEX
I was once a victim! It really affected me. ›››››››››››››››››››››››››››››› ›››››Down the memory lane››››› I was born in a slum. I came from a very poor family. We wallowed deep in poverty. We hardly had 0-1-0. . Mother was the breadwinner of the family. Father was just a Reverend Father(a full-time). Mother sells snacks in a public school back then. She sells Pap and Akara in the evening. . We lived on those two things! Mother died when I was just 3 and my younger brother was just 10months old. She gave birth just to the two of us before her demise. . Father was an asthmatic patient,so he couldn’t cater for us since he couldn’t work. He dropped us with a family member,Uncle Kingsley. Uncle Kingsley promised to take good care of us but his wife didn’t allow him. She maltreated us like a slave. At a tender age,I saw life at the terrifying end. That was when I knew human beings are unpredictable. . Uncle Kingsley tried his best before he dropped us in an orphanage home,telling Father we ...