#itsfineifithurts
It was my first time to meet him,I was 5 years old, he asked me do you know who I am ? I answered yes, you are Uncle! . And then he slapped me in the face ,I just flew into the middle of the room and lay down on the floor ! With my eyes open wide fearfully from his voice ,he said im your father you stupid girl ? Me and my sisters and brother lived with him since then ,our life was any thing but a normal life a kid can have , he prevented us to visit our mother or even see her,I still remember her voice crying on the phone every time she called us !. All I can remember of him is when he used to beat my sister’s head over and over into the wall till the blood run down her face ,and when he used to beat my brother till his bones brook in his body!
When he died I couldn’t shed one single tear! On the contrary I felt so good.The fact that my father didn’t love us was always festering inside of us ,me !. It manifested itself in many ways throughout my life as I struggled with a food obsession, low self-esteem, social anxiety, and depression.My confidence in my own abilities and value as a human being was destroyed. He left an indelible mark on my psyche as i grow into adulthood. The absence of a father can very easily destroyed a daughter’s life completely ,can trap her in a negative repetitive pattern she can’t easily break out of.
Its really true when they said : Alots of fathers break their own daughter’s heart before any other man do ! .
Story by L.Y Dubai.
#fatherhood #unwoman #IWD18 #daughter #dignityispriceless #bold #womenoffaith #men #strength #superherogirls #fuckpatriotism #patriotism #fatherfigure #amnesty #amnestyuk #humanrights #metoo 20180909_000459


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s