Life really is not meant for everyone. Growing up in a toxic family. My mum would complain about my dad that he doesn’t treat her right from the beginning of their life. But she gave birth to 6 children. And she complains everytime. I asked her why did she stay when my dad sent you out when you gave birth to our first born and again after giving birth to me. I grew up in a home when I never knew what happiness looks like. In the last 28 years of my life. I don’t think have ever been happy for a year if all happy days are combined. Why stay with a partner you’re not compatable with. Why raise us with so much anger and frustration that it has really affected me. When I get a job and I realise my boss or the people I’m working with are toxic. I stopped working no matter how much they’re paying me. I’m already facing a lot at home but why do I have to face another one outside. I can’t even be in a relationship if I’m not being shown care and relationship nowadays is nothing to write home about. I don’t have friends. I don’t even have anyone to talk to. I’m always on edge. To rent an apartment in this lagos is a whole lot. If I save some money today. Is either they borrow it and will never return it. Or something will come up. And I won’t be able to say no. I’m a shadow of myself. Staying with family is doing more harm than good for me. I don’t know how long I can cope if I don’t eventually take my own life.