Hatred, the heart beat so much |
|---|
I grew up in a household where love was a luxury I couldn't afford. My family's hatred towards me was palpable, a constant reminder that I was unwanted and unloved. As a child, I struggled to understand why my parents and siblings treated me with such disdain. I was constantly belittled, mocked, and made to feel like a burden.
One of the most painful memories was when my parents withdrew me from school to send my sister abroad for studies. I was devastated, feeling like I was being punished for a crime I didn't commit. My sister returned years later, and to my dismay, she snatched my fiancé and my dream career as a designer. My parents supported her, and I was left heartbroken and lost.
But that wasn't the end of it. My sister demanded that I design for her, claiming ownership of my work. I felt like a slave, forced to create something beautiful only for her to take credit. I saw marriage as an escape route, hoping to find solace in someone who would love and accept me. But I regretted it soon enough. My husband was no different from my family – uncaring and unsupportive.
I walked away from my one-year-old marriage, feeling defeated and broken. I attempted to end my life several times, but something inside me refused to give up. And then, I discovered I was pregnant. The thought of a little human being depending on me for survival gave me the strength to keep going.
I worked tirelessly to become a force to be reckoned with in the world of design. I poured my heart and soul into my craft, determined to make a name for myself. And slowly but surely, I began to heal. The pain still lingered, but I learned to forgive and forget, not for my family's sake but for my own sanity.
Years later, I stood on a conference stage, sharing my story with the world. I spoke of the struggles, the rejection, and the hatred I faced from my own family. I spoke of the pain and the tears, but also of the triumph and the healing. I told them that no matter how deep the hurt, we must learn to forgive and move forward.
"Nothing but you can stop your destiny," I said, my voice trembling with emotion. "Don't rely on people, but on God. And no matter how much you are hurt, learn to forgive and forget. Not because of them, but for your own sake. Be at peace with them, as the Lord commanded. Thank them for the pain, for they have taught you a great lesson. With the pain they caused you, they engraved your name in the world's history."
As I looked out at the sea of faces, I knew I wasn't alone. There were others out there who had faced similar struggles, who had been broken beyond measure. And I wanted them to know that they too could heal, they too could rise above the pain and make a name for themselves.
I may have been hated by my family, but I was loved by God. And that was all that mattered.
Thanks for reading
Sorry to hear about your experiences with your own family and I congratulate you for not giving up and instead working on bettering yourself, forgiving them and moving forward.
!LADY
View or trade
LOHtokens.@ifarmgirl, you successfully shared 0.1000 LOH with @favourr35 and you earned 0.1000 LOH as tips. (5/26 calls)
Use !LADY command to share LOH! More details available in this post.
Thanks dear
We come across so many things in life but we just have to be strong and move on
That's the spirit. I wish you the best :)
Congratulations @favourr35! You have completed the following achievement on the Hive blockchain And have been rewarded with New badge(s)
Your next target is to reach 100 upvotes.
You can view your badges on your board and compare yourself to others in the Ranking
If you no longer want to receive notifications, reply to this comment with the word
STOPCheck out our last posts: