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Abosede Mosaku
I study mass communication @ I’m a student
Ado-Odo, Nigeria
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ALL SHE HAD WAS ME(PART1:BORN INTO A CHOICE)
<p>They didn’t want my mom—they only wanted me.</p><p><br></p><p>My parents were teenagers when they first met. My mom was deeply in love with my dad, but the feeling wasn’t mutual. It was a love she cherished, but he didn’t feel the same. Worse still, my dad’s mom, my grandmother, despised my mom for something as simple as not being educated.</p><p><br></p><p>When my mom found out she was pregnant, things took a sharp turn. My dad’s family made it clear that they would take the child, but not her. They saw my mom as beneath them and thought she wasn’t good enough to be the mother of their grandchild.</p><p><br></p><p>But my mom wasn’t giving up. Despite everything, she loved my dad with all her heart. While pregnant, she would visit his family, washing clothes, sweeping floors, doing any chore they needed, hoping they’d see her worth. But love, in the form of acceptance, never came.</p><p><br></p><p>When I was born, my dad didn’t take responsibility. The only time I remember him handing money to my mom was ₦100. It felt like nothing, but it was all he gave. My mom was left to carry the weight of everything on her shoulders.</p><p><br></p><p>She sold water on the roadside, worked as a cleaner, and did anything she could to keep me fed. I didn’t understand the struggles then, but I do now. Her parents helped when they could, but my mom? She worked tirelessly, always dreaming of a better life for me.</p><p><br></p><p>Then came the day my dad’s family insisted I should come live with them. My mom didn’t want to let me go, but they convinced her it was for the best. And so, at the age of 6 or 7, I left my mom, leaving her with only memories and the hope that one day I would return.</p><p>“To be continued… (Part 2 drops next week)”</p><p><br></p>
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