The Influence of My Parents: A True Life Story

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The below post that you are about to read is a true life story, one of our readers would like to share his story with us, hopefully, we can pick a lesson from it.  

Myss Lafunky’s team have advised Tom in regards to his story.

Note: Tom is pseudonym.

Reminiscing about my life

I look back at my entire life and I wish some things were different and I had my parents around to talk to me.

I grew up in a home where the children never had any happiness.   Basically, it was crisis mode all the time.  I grew up to be resilient.   

I remember my father calling me unprintable names even at a young age.  I remember praying for my father to have an accident and just die.

If you have never lived in these situations it may be hard for you to imagine; I remember going to school with nothing new, not because my parents could not afford it but it was just not done.

I went to a private school; I remember getting school fees for every school term was a thing that I dreaded.  My siblings and I had to listen to curses, lectures and angry recriminations before anything was done for us.

It made me a miserable shy child whilst growing up.  I was constantly ill.

I remember burning one of my dad’s documents; the document was very precious to him.

I wanted to die whilst growing up, my childhood was a mess.

My mum in her distress and sadness, she turned into partying and she drank a bit.

I remember my so called educated father beat up my mother’s once and I refused to attend school the day that my father had beaten my mother.  

I couldn’t stand his behaviour.  I had no role model, no one to look up to.  I was a rebel during my secondary school days.

My father was a Lawyer; you would have thought that he would ensure justice customs were imbedded in our home. Not at all, he was the opposite. 

I trained as a Lawyer too so that I could protect my mum and sisters.

Growing up left deep emotional scars and physical scars on me; at the age of 13, I was already doing drugs and I engaged in drinking.

I was only fortunate because God gave me a good brain, so I excelled with very little efforts.

My elder sister once hung herself and nearly died as everything was too much for her but I arrived at where she was before she hung herself.

We were very miserable, it affected my sister so much, and she eventually dropped out of university.

Whilst I was at university, I embarked on drinking, sleeping with girls, engaging in drugs, I engaged in everything really so as to forget the fact that I was deeply unhappy.  I can only feel sorry for the poor girls that I dated back at uni.

By the time I was at Law School, I had become a Christian.  However, relating with people was always superficial, I found it difficult to trust people, I still struggle to trust people, and I usually find it difficult to allow people to become close to me.  As a matter of fact, it affected my relationship with my ex-girlfriend.

I am getting better now, however, I had been thinking back for a while now the impacts of my upbringing on me.

How can I move forward from my past? Thank you Myss Lafunky for affording me the opportunity to share my story on your blog. 

Thanks for being available for me; I am gradually building my support networks.

Notes

Below is the response from Myss Lafunky’s team.

Readers and followers, please feel to ponder on this post and reflect on your background, and if you are a parent, please start thinking of the influence that you are having on your children.  

Are they positives or negatives? 

If you are about to get married, I would suggest that, you should start reading books, articles on parenting children, it is time for our generation to break barriers of any negative influences.

- Myss Lafunky