*BREAKING NEWS*

*FORM FOUR STUDENT AT BAPTIST HIGH SCHOOL NYANAMA COMMITS SUICIDE*
16 year old child has committed suicide on his mother's birthday as a birthday gift to his mother. He left a letter saying;

"On today's special day,I want you to be the happiest ever. Everyday you used to say that happiness left your life the day I was born.

You told me dad left because of me . So today,I want to change things. I want you to be very happy and live as if I never existed.

You told me you'd never look at me with love but I always loved you and admire you as the best mom on earth. I hope one day you will think of me,I hope in heaven you will finally hold me and kiss me.

The best gift I could give you is leaving your life as you've always told me you wished I was never born. I love you mom. Happy birthday".

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*Please be careful of what you say to your kids. Words do cut deep.*😭 No matter what happens between you and your husband or wife please, our children are the best gift EVER. It is the most wicked act for a child to be exposed to parental victimisation. If your own child can not find true happiness in YOU. who else........? The power of life and death is in our mouth. Be careful .

Dear Parents,

*You all need to read this* 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

●I got married at the age of 24years to my husband who was a medical practitioner just like I was. We both focused on our carreer and of course we were both successful in all we did but not in the parenting of our children, our own flesh and blood.

●We had two children, Kunle as the first and Tola the second. Kunle was a very inquisitive boy and asked questions on everything. He even had a nick name "the examiner". His father and I got tired of his questions that we started locking up the door to our bedroom once we came back from work. How I wish I knew better, how I wish I read those posts of yours then.

●By the time Kunle was four years old, he was much more intelligent than his colleagues and he was so lively, you would never have a dull moment with him. He loved his sister so much and we were always proud of him. His father and I were so sure Kunle was also going to become a medical doctor just like we were.

●We loved our children so much and had plans to give then the best of everything although we were always busy and were not always at home because of the nature of our job. This made us to hire a nanny and we also had one of my brothers in-law with us.

●One day, I came back from work very tired and my son ran into my room with me and asked,
"why do you always close your door anytime you and daddy are in the room?"

"Do you like kissing my daddy?"

"why don't you kiss me too?"

●I got so upset with him that I beat him severely and reported him to his teacher the next day. We believed some of his friends were already exposed and may be watched bad movies at home. By the end of that term, we withdrew Kunle and Tola from the school.

●We did not allow him and his sister watch the television at home and also stopped them from visiting their friends and neighbours. We did all this to preserve our children's sanity but hardly did we know what was happening right under our roof.

●Some two years later, I got home unusually early to pick up a document. I noticed the door was not shut and everywhere was quiet. I sneaked in to give my children a playful surprise when I realised that their uncle and nanny were in the sitting room alongside with my children watching ****ography. I hate remembering that day. Not only were they watching ****ography, but they were all naked, practicing what they were watching.

●I drove out the nanny and my brother in-law but the seed was already planted. When I was crying, my six year old son came to me and said, mummy why are you crying, uncle and aunty are only teaching us how to be good mummy and daddy. I was shocked as I never even knew that this had been going on for over two years and my children had be indoctrinated into this messy life style at their tender ages.

●We never realized the impact this had had on their lives until we caught both of them having sexual intercourse on uncountable occasions. Tola and Kunle did not only continue with this but became obsessed with each other.

●Their father and I kept this as our "little secret" as we were well known in our carreer. We tried correcting them in love with tears streaming down our faces whenever we caught them in the act. They promised us they were going to change. We had done two abortions for our daughter, since we could not face the stigma of incest.

●On a fateful day, Tola walked up to her father and I and told us she was pregnant for Kunle again. Her father insisted on an abortion as usual but this time we lost our twenty year old daughter in the process. Kunle on learning Tola had died never spoke to neither his father nor I again. He eventually left home.

●Three months after he left home, we received a call from a hospital telling us our son was in a terrible state in their ICU. When we got there, Kunle was lying unconscious. He had poisoned himself.

●Finally, he got conscious and we were so happy, he looked at us as we sat by the bedside and told us how much he hated us for killing his sister. We pleaded with him and apologized.
We got to the hospital the next day to see his corpse, he had suffocated himself by removing his oxygen mask.

●I am now 74 years old and a widow. My husband could not forgive himself and died of depression three years ago. I regret my years of ignorance everyday. I wish I could start afresh.

●I have never opened up my family "little secret" up till today. I don't know if my story can be of help to other parents, I am tired of carrying this burden without telling a soul.

●I am happy I finally surmounted the courage to open up to someone today. Oh, my life is a great mess.

●Kindly do me a favour of posting this on your page for parents to learn how expensive their actions today could be tomorrow.

● *Thank you*. *Dear Parents, Please Kindly Share with your Networks and Contacts, We Never Know Who Might Be Helped*

Sing along if this is true about you

A DIVORCED SINGLE MOTHER WROTE

I am writing to you in order to make someone understand that it's good to appreciate our partners despite their flaws.

I am 32 years of age.

My ex husband and I dated for 6 years.

We where best of friends.

I waited until he completed college and started work.

My family and his family then met.

We got married and had a son. (7 years old now).

My husband was short tempered at times but our problems started when I wanted to make him feel he couldn't control me.

Every time we argued, I would pack my bags, go to my family and explain.

My sisters would phone my husband and shout at him.

If he was controlling me I would always dare him that if he wished, he could divorce me.

I never wanted divorce.

I just had pride and I never wanted to look like a loose woman in his eyes.

One day I pushed him so hard that for the first time he beat me and locked me outside.

I went to my family, my family took him to the police, every time I looked like I was being abused!

But to be honest, I used to abuse my husband emotionally.

He was arrested and detained.

I was asked by his family to withdraw the case.

I felt that what I was doing was wrong.

My husband was never a violent man, he did what he did because I pushed him to the wall of which he openly knelt down and apologized.

I withdrew the charge, and we reconciled.

After three months, I packed my bags after a small issue and he remained alone.

After two days, I
received a call that he was in the hospital.

My family told me that I shouldn't go there because it would look like I was begging him and my sisters believed he was feigning the illness.

All this time, people felt sorry for me like I was the one being abused.

He spent a week in the hospital, after he came out, I just received a divorce summon.

I wanted to say no to divorce, but because I felt this pride, I wanted him to change his mind and beg me.

I called him and said he would get the divorce because I lived like I was in hell.

When we went to court, I wanted to make him pay, so I told the court that I needed his properties to be shared.

To my surprise he openly told the court that whatever he and I acquired together should be given to me, all he wanted was divorce.

We were divorced in 2009 July.

Now, my husband is married, whilst l am here wasted!

My family members are gossiping about me.

I depend on what my ex husband gives to my son for survival.

I know I wasted my
marriage.

I am here telling all wives that they should be careful how they get advise.

Don't be cheated, don't entertain family interference in your marriage my dear reader.

Even my young sisters are much more respected than me.

Those who encouraged me to get divorced are always teasing and bad mouthing me.

Please ladies, be vigilant in your marriage.

Thought it wise to share my story to save your marriage.

There is no benefit in pride for nothing.

SOMETIMES IT'S NOT THE MAN'S FAULT AT ALL, IT'S YOUR PRIDE,AND THE PEOPLE YOU ALLOWED TO ADVISE YOU,SO BE WISE AND VIGILANT IN YOUR MARRIAGE.