The bitter truth

Years back, I used to have this attitude that people around me hated so much that was annoying everyone. I was nicknamed malice lord and Iron Lady
To me it was normal but to people around me, it was a very bad character and I kept going that way, living my life in that order and manner, yet nobody around people couldn't summon up the courage to tell me to my face that this your character is not even good and you should change it.

Instead, they were gossiping about it, although Mom would always tell me about it, but I didn't take her seriously as she could shout at you for any small mistake.

I felt it was her normal way of shouting m
She will be like this your complaining attitude and unforgiveness will not take you anywhere.

Learn to overlook some things; you mustn't defend yourself always.
People should hear my voice o; later, they will say your Mama did not teach you how to forgive.
I will reply to her saying an eye for an eye.

You can't annoy me and decide that I will let go for you to enjoy, simply because you say sorry No. I am surely going to make you feel more pain than I felt just for me to be satisfied.

My aunty is always on my case, there is nothing I did that is okay with her. She must complain of one thing or the other. On one of these occasions, I went out to sell in her shop.

She used to have this neighbor a guy that liked me so much, and I wasn't even aware that the guy had gone to my aunt then to tell her that he loved me
Anyway, I like the guy too, but not love.

Now, my aunt, instead of cautioning the guy or telling the guy that I am still too young for a relationship.
She went to my dad to tell him that I had started following the man.

My father, someone who believed it was his sister too much, called me and asked me what my aunt, neighbor, and I were doing.

You know when you see someone as a brother, not feel attached, and suddenly, you are asked such a question? You will be confused at first and then look at him like nothing oo.

My father flared up, and my aunt saw me with him talking.
I said I was just talking with him nothing else.

my dad didn't even listen to me and started flogging me with a belt, and I had a scratch on my face.
There and then I vow that my aunt will have a scratch on her face.
one fateful day, she came to the kitchen to scold me for not washing the plate in the morning before going to school.

Mind you, it is 8 months since my father hit me, but I was keeping malice with my aunt and I still plan to injure her back.

Then an opportunity came as she was scolding me; I just raised the knife that I was holding and scratched her face, pretending to be angry as if it was a mistake; she shouted, I didn't even bother cause why should I? Every single beating that I ever received was her making, always making my father beat me.

This hurting continued until one day, I hurt my cousin back, that he almost lost his life, you would wonder what he did, well, he pushed me because he thought I was taking the biggest food, when I was sharing our food, I fell and hit my head on that pot with three legs, that the use for occasion food and I was bleeding badly and he didn't even say sorry.

I was rushed to the hospital when I came back been that his mom was one person I hated so much. I swear I will do back, and I did, but mine was brutal; although I never intended for it to be that bad, it was, and my friend, out of anger, told me the pure truth. She said look at where your unforgiving spirit has landed, your cousin; you are very mean and wicked.

You think paying back evil with evil will make people love you. Never, there is no difference between you and your aunt.

You have become heartless and wicked. Check how many people you are keeping malice with; you have lost opportunity because you refused to forgive; in case you have not noticed, you are looking dry and with plenty of wrinkles on your face cause of your constant frowning when you should be smiling.

That day I went home and cried bitterly. I was reflecting on all the things she said to me and all I have done. There, I knelt down and asked God to heal my cousin, and I promised to work on myself.

I can say for free, I forgive easily now and I don't keep malice anymore. I can control my anger very well, thank to that my friend who opened my eyes to see the monster I was becoming because of bitterness. Things don't get to me anymore. The journey to work on me wasn't easy, but I conquered it.

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