Rocky Road To Happiness

Hi im Khadija im a 25 Year old mom of a 4 year old. Now i've had my share of good times an bad and this is my story and i wud like to share it with u so here goes..... It started from small i grew up on the mountain with my mom an dad i'm no brothers an sisters i have a sis but she was already big an off living with her husband i was a twin but my twin died at child birth an the doctors were only able to save me my parents were happy. few years later 6 years old with long curly dark hair an brown skin i used to play in the flower fields around my home picture fields of yellow an white flowers an a lot of butterflies an mango trees an warm air but cool soothing winds an animals we had lots, my family wasn't rich but we had just enough to keep bread on the table i also attended school i was a quiet child but i was gifted with the talent of art for as long as i cud remember i loved drawing an paintings i used to lay in the flower fields drawing pictures of the butterflies, i was not the brightest student at first but as time passed i picked up and surpassed everyone in my class, i had alot of friends and we all used to play in the fields together an mom used to cook delicious meals an everyone wud enjoy, those were the good times until i reached the age of 12 my mom an dad separated an father left mom was depressed all the time i tried cheering her up but all failed mom needed some time to herself so she decided to send me by the sister i had but never knew to stay for a while so i went to stay with her an her 5 children. Now my sister wasn't the nicest person she use to beat her children really bad bruise their skins with pieces of wood an belts an iron cord , pot spoons what ever u name it. Now my sister hated my mother i never knew why but she also hated me as she believed that my mother would favor me more dan her out of hatred an jealously she cud not ever have a peace of mind. with that being said one day less than a week after moving to live with her she let the hate consume her an attacked me but she never got to lay a hand on me as i escaped an ran as fast as i cud with her glare of hatred an a belt in hand she wanted to physically do harm. i went and i found my mother an told her what had happened she decided that she would keep me away from her an decided to move by her sister my aunt shirley we moved an stayed a while until my aunt shirley decided to put my mother out saying that she hated my mother ....... we had no where to go with just a bag of clothes my mother took shelter under a stair case in a store room where we used candle light in the night the room which was no bigger than a bathroom or toilet area, we curled up an prayed every night my mother who was not working due to lack of an education went out everyday to find what ever food she can an wud bring it back in the evening an we wud eat every last drop an lick our fingers as the food was not even enough i was 12 at this time still a child but faced with the harsh reality of life and the harsh reality of people an what hate an jealousy can do ppl who hearts were cold even to a child in need. we stayed like that for 1 year an some months i was alone an scared all the time but for some reason i felt like god was with me as my doubts to this life would never end i met some friends an i used to play with them always but a night when i stood an watched as my friends returned to their homes and their families i use to feel really alone an sad. well time soon passed an my mother was able to get a job and we were able to rent a small one room apartment where we had little to eat i used to watch all the other kids who parents were able to buy them games an clothes an toys and felt sad dat i cud not have i use to stay home alone for weeks at a time as my mother worked continuously double an triple shifts as a security officer i use to keep our little home tidy an use to study with the little text books i had an when i go to my friends to play i use to read the books their parents bought for them in order to educate myself for i had missed a lot of school due to my mother not having enough money to afford to send me to school ,,, soon after i grew to be 16 years old when we came to stay near to another family relative who had bad intentions of incest to me his cousin he did not get the chance to do anything bad as i told my mom and we quickly found somewhere else to live we had no bed so we would spread a sheet on the ground an lay to sleep. the place my mom got was a one room near a river so i wud go river everyday an sit on the rocks with my feet in the water as the fish would nibble at my toes. my mother earned enough money to send me back to school an i started school again but as i didn't have the texts books the teacher would often send me outside the class as the other children who had books were allowed to stay. i would sit outside the class walls an listen as the teacher spoke an write in my text book an study it when i get home, then one day my father decided to come back ... only mother didn't accept him but he tried to be part of my life and decided to take me to live with him, i went to live with my dad he lived with my step mother who was a mean woman she was muscular like a body builder an her hair was short an she was black an ugly and just how she look she had ways to match she was a horrible person, wicked an always glared at me like someone who came to take something from her in fear that my father would love his daughter more than her an that he would leave everything he had for me she began to treat me like a maid cooking, washing, cleaning everyday whole day whole night like cinderella never ending work , i was always tired i cried a lot late at night in my room exhausted she used to hit me an say that i will never get anything from my father an she will have it all soon my mom came an took me away but not before trashing my step mother with a shoes to the head. i returned to school an finished school an received my passes an came home at that time my wicked sister ended up needing a place to stay an my mom brought her home to stay where she started afresh with her hatred for me saying mean stuff an always pick at fights . i ignored her most times until she moved out when i hit 18 i fell in loved with a guy who became abusive towards me so i left him and he did not like the idea of me leaving him so he became a stalker steeling my work clothes off the line. i ignored him an moved forward where i got a job in the ministry of finance as a clerical assistant and work an gave my best day in an day out i was struggling , fighting , hoping , praying , an asking god to help me for better always i soon came an found someone else at 19 - 20 years old an had a son with him we lived for 4 years in his mothers an fathers house with his mother an father. his mother disliked me because my contract soon came to an end with the ministry an i had to leave that job she started hating me soon after i left the job.then after a year i fell ill a grave sickness that almost killed me it didn't kill me but left me with anxiety depression an the fear of dying.i struggled and soon after i my bf broke up with me saying that my illness was a burden to him he abandoned me an my baby boy , i moved home to my mother an struggled with illness while i worked day an night to take care of my son falling ill at work an in hospital most times i cried everyday, but i never gave up i den found someone else who never gave up on me an proposed to me, we now live together with my son i am now pursuing a career with s.w.a.t. and im dreaming big there are days when i feel like giving up but i look back an say after everything ive been tru why d hell am i bitching over these little problems i surrounded myself with positive ppl that push me to do better an i think better feel better and im gonna go out there an do better im gonna DREAM BIG . thank u for listening to my story :)

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