So my mum all she would care about was herself,she would pressure dad to buy the latest clothes and shoes,she would demand for nice handbags worth 5k or more and my dad would struggle to buy her everything she wants,she was always smart and good looking,For us,we would wear old clothes and even sew tattered clothes to go to school,i remember the first day is started my period i was so afraid,there was no communication between me and my mum coz she was always ready to attack and demean,i would use old clothes for pad,i grew breast at a very early stage but i had no bra,my breast were just there hanging,i remember one days she shouted,where are you going looking like a mother of ten kids with your sagged breast,that statement hurts me to date,she would buy herself nice panties and bras,and go to good salons while we straighten our hair with vikombe za mabati,so at my dad’s place of work sometimes he would stay late and when he arrives at home,my mum would hurl insults at him calling him

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so one day i recieve a call from a strange number,i heard a voice “jasmine,yaani unaeza pata job na usituambie,unapanda tu ndege na kuenda,utafute mama mwingine,mimi sio mama yako tena,umepata pesa sasa ukaringa,i tried to explain to my mum how i tried to reach at them but i number haikuwai enda through,i begged her to understand ,and she finally said she forgave me,so she started narrating to me how ameteseka sudan,my dad left her for another woman,the business they had never thrived and dad stole all her money,Due to sympathy i told her she could go to my place infact my house girl is there with my son,she was very happy to hear i had a son,i was happy too that my son would finally meet his grandmother,so i directed her to my house,it was a two bedroom apartment in ruaka,My housegirl went to pick her in town,she was welcomed and she was shocked,because i had pimped my house with all kind of electronics,nice seats,everything was in order,within one week,she started calling me telling

….,i finally settled for a lady,she was so nice to me and promised me atanilelea mtoto vizuri,i left and she was very good,to me and to my son,aliwachunga poa and i supported them all i can,all that time my parents never talked.

in the mix of everything,thats how i became pregnant,i still continued to work untill i gave birth,i had savings so sikuteseka sana,my baby grew and i went back to my kawaida job ya kuwa barmaid,(mum,please never judge anyone you see akiuza kwa bar some of these ladies are doing it coz of desperation)anyway,kazi ni kazi,i hustled day and night to make ends meet,and thank God sikuwai kosa,but we fell out with my babby dady so i was rasing my son alone,so by good luck a friend of mine told me kuna job ziko iraq,so mimi mbio mbio nika apply na nikapata,it was paying well coz it was a US millitary BASE.salary was around 200k,i was so excited,remember my parents just called us once and told us walifika poa and they are hutsling,we told them tulifkuzwa but tuko poa,i never told them about my kid,now that is 5 years now down the line,talked to my parents once.so i travelled to iraq,and my sis who i live with akapata job qatar,so the problem was ntawacha wapi mtoi,i finally settled for a lad

How did you overcome the trauma?? Is your dad and mom still alive?? Do you feel in your heart that one day you might forgive her??. I also went through the same humiliation and abandonment and i don’t know how to go about it

….naamka 4 kufua na kufanya kazi zingine,but i was so hardworking,i never complained coz i knew sina pa kwenda,so my sis,now mwenye alienda kuishi na pastor we were so close i used to tell her everything i was going through,so luckily enough,she got a better job in nairobi,in a certain company,she called me and told me to move in with her,i started looking for a job now,i didnt have an ID though,nkienda kila mahali naitishwa ID,So i settled for the easy way,i became a barmaid,when they asked me for an ID ,i told them niko na waiting nitaleta kesho,that’s how kesho yangu haikuwahi fika,anyway,i already had ajob,mimi ndio huyo nikaanza kuuza pombe nairobi,customers used to like me napewa matips and i was very happy that i was making money and buy myself all the stuff i ever wanted.

so my mum and dad came to a conclusion that they will move to sudan to look for greener pastures,my elder sister gave them some money and they traveled,we were all left at home except for my elder sister who was married, with some little food,we stayed there for a while and all the food was finished ,we started begging my grandparents who then chased us out saying since our parents left munafaa kujua huku sii kwenu mijitafutie maisha,thats how we packed our stuff not knowing tunaenda wapi,my parents never called us,2 months down the line now,we were so worried,we packed our bags,because i was the youngest they suggested i go to my auntie who lived in westlands juu hata siwezi pata job since i was 16 years,hao wengine wakasema they have friends who can host them wakitafutaga job,and my other sis said she knows of a pastor where she used to go to church anaeza mhost,thats how we separated ,i stayed with my aunt nlipofika hivi,nilifuta mboch kazi,so i was their new housemaid,niliteswa,

….he was stealing na akarushwa ndani,he stayed in the cell for aweek,my mum told us amewekwa nadni juu alikua anaiba pesa anakula na malaya.so my uncle came to his rescue and bailed him out,so, thats how my dad decided to quit his job.

we grew up in a very toxic environment but we still tried our best,so finally we were through with highshool,i was a very sharp kid in primary school,and all the teachers used to feel challenged by me,so wakasema nirukishwe class ingine since i was so sharp,thats what made me complete my highschool while i was 16 years of age with a meangrade of B+.I believe i would have done better were it not for the fights and stress we had at home,unluckily i did not manage to go to college or university,so one day,my dad was coming from work and she got attacked by unknown thugs,they beat him up and he had deep cuts on his head and hands,it was our worst day,we called my uncle who had a vehicle and he was taken to the hospital,after recovering,he told us he might have some enemies at his place of work and he cant go back to his job,i forgot to mention,since he used to take alot of money to please my mum and to cater for us,every month alikua anaenda short,it was too much that his boss said he was

…..deep cut on her forehead,so my siz since my dad used to request her to clean his clothes because my refused to do so,my mum started telling her that she is competing with her,she wants to be her co-wife,kama unataka hii nyumba useme nikuachie,my siz was innocent,she stared looking for a job in a local primary schools,luckily she found a job,paying 3k,my mum told her if she will not buy food and other stuff in the house now that she got a job,she better move out,so my siz accepted and started buying some stuff and even giving her some money,when my siz came from work,i forgot to mention it was a special school,so the teacher would help around the disabled kids kuwachange and so on,so at the end of the day she was so tired,akifika saa tisa mchana home,she would find my mum still in bed,the quarell would start again,finally due to frustrations,my sister moved in with some guy,she woke up one morning took all her stuff and left who they finally gt married

my elder sister completed her high school and came home,so now she was the mboch,she would wake up do everything,we would even iron my dad’s clothes and wash them since mum said she cannot wash a w***e’s clothes,so my sis would cook and she would throw the food to her saying how bad it was and she cannot eat io mathogothanio of food,she would then call my dad to bring for her maini quater,she would then wake up from her bed and cook for herself the maini,we were there just salivating and we borrowed just a piece to taste,but we were in for a rude shock,she ate it all without giving us even a piece,it continued the same thing everyday,so my siz,because she was so bored staying with my mum the whole day insulting her and disscuss my dad,my siz would go to visit her friends during the day,so one day she went,kurudi,she found my mum ready for way,she was beaten mercilessly for having an imaginary boyfriend, i remember she even threw a glaas plate on her and she had a deep cut on her

You are not alone .My mother is alive though I dont feel any compassion and she knows I hate her. She inflicted wounds that might never heal. Yaani I tried loving her but I can’t. I ignore her calls, talk if I want, block, hugs I know its tough. Maybe GOD will soften my heart someday.
Yaani hua sifeel difference ya yeye kua alive na kutokua.

Yes there are toxic mothers, a topic that nobody want to touch 🚮

but nothing was found,she would again do the same ,threatening to kill herself and saying she is sick,crying all day and night,we would come from school she is still in bed,we start by cleaning,fetching water and start cooking,others sweeping and washing utensils,she would then start narrating to us how our dad is useless and a w***e that it runs in the family.

calling him a w***e,b*****d,useless and so forth,she would cry and shouting how she is being mistreated,while we were just there watching,she would take a leso and run the whole compound saying she will kill herself since my dad has a sidechick,we would stay up the whole night running after her begging her not to kill herself,we wouldnt even sleep and the next day we were to go to school,we used to sleep in class all the time btw,so,one day,she decided to go to my dad’s place of work,she found some ladies/my dad’s there and she started abusing them calling them names,my dad would try to calm her down but she wouldnt,she would then come home crying telling us my dad’s whores wanted to beat her,she would then start saying she is sick that ako na ulcers and pressure due to my dad’s cheating,we stay up the whole night,she was crying and rolling on the floor saying my dad made her sick,we were so traumatized.The next day my dad would miss work and take her to hospital but nothing was found

I so want to hear more about this and your siblings and your dad,everything. Are you still in Iraq….?