I don't even know what heading to give to this page. You know when one is hit by tragedy, first people to support you should be your immediate family. Well ke on my case friends became my immediate family. I recently lost my dad, the only person who gets me proper, the only man I trust In this physical world. I went to hospital every weekend, not even my own mother would ask hows your dad or how is your journey or let alone how are you? Huh aint mothers supposed to be our backbones though? Well I guess I aint the lucky. As for my siblings well we don't share the same father so I guess it's that thing of argh we also went through the same thing, so you can also survive. Growing up huh? Then yall say your immediate family is your true family. Oh ok alright! My dad passed. Did anyone ask how are you, how are you doing, what's the plan, funeral arrangements? Well none. Not even the so called causins. In such situations I believe this is where families come together and help each other to deal with this ordeal. I went from A to Z alone. Not even a single sole from my mother's family said or did anything. Maybe it's true that you would never understand untill it happens to you. Do I blame them? Nope. Do I forget? Hell No. You see a family that has favorites neh? It never comes together. A family with people who think they are better than the others, never come together. Basically there's no love and respect. We need to learn to respect each other's hustles and appreciate the little things they do or give. Share simple happy moments together. I know they don't like my father and they never did but what they did was Savage😪. To date none has said anything even my own mother. But well it's life after all right?. I'm going through this whole situation alone and I'm honestly trying so hard to be fine. Thanks to supportive friends and dads siblings. Rakgadi, Rangwane Kea leboga. It will never be the same I know but hey I'm learning day by day. Going through counseling for abuse encountered from my then husband and the loss of my father and Im doing OK. It will take time but I know I will be good. I try by all means to write all this hurt so that I can release it from my heart and live better🤗🌺💖. I myself am not an angel. I have my own wrongs and I hope if there's anything wrong I did that I didn't notice, please tell me and I will humbly apologize🌞. I sometimes contamplate on suicide because of all this, especially when there's no support from home and everyone just gives you the look and say nothing. God kele ngwana wa gao ketla mo pele ga Gago, ke kgopela maatla, bohlale le bophelo. Amen🎗️🙏
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