👉Kindly hide my ID.
I have a confession to make. I am a 37yrs man turning 38 this soon.i live in Kericho working with national government.
I would like to express my displeasure towards the so called extended family. My mother loved me as her genius son from tender (may she rest in peace) and would always carrying with her on matter traveling and even when I got older, like in high school, she would want me to accompany her to most of her works. I would wish to be biased I'd be rude to exclude the fact that even my dad was jealous and would steal me to his various work places whenever there was a chance.
Now there is one time I was nine years old, mother decided that we would pay a visit to our grandma, who happened to be living in Ngumo by then, that was around 2004, my grand parents were civil servants, that means living was of high standards. My mum's sister, who was the younger had her own room, so it was decide that I would share room with her. She was already at the stage of puberty changes, a 15yrs lady.
When the night came, she shared the same bed, and since it was the 2004s, I was living most of my life in the reserves, I had little exposure on matter females. But this time around I was on the verge to discover one of the most traumatizing memories of my life. My aunt decide to take advantage of the moment, remember I was just a 9yrs old, she began all these touching and fore play tricks on me. I had the touching, but focused on sleeping, coz my brain wasn't that build to respond properly to that, I began fighting back when and she was trying to make me fuck her, I felt her temperature and that was the scariest thing I ever responded to at that time, I remember telling her, Nitaambia mum and she was like, don't say anything please. The next day, I would remember what happened the previous night, until she tried the same again during the day.
I was scared to mention that to my mum, I kept it to myself, even all my parent passed away with ni knowledge of that, I was traumatized.
This is not the first time I went through such. I remember this time when my mum traveled and I was left with my sister, so she called I was her girlfriend. We had room for children, my Siz decide to sleep in my parent room, and her girlfriend with me. I was in class 3
What happened that night was similar to what my aunt did to me.
I did tell my Siz. I guess from the fact that I had such a relationship with my parents, still I had no muscle to crack the main tragic that was building in my brain.
I feel sad 😔 that I was not able to tell mum, I loved her too. And I was not able to tell dad though we'd spend time together at the construction site, he was a building and construction engineer. My mum was a beauty therapist.
Even up to this time, I was still not able to let anybody in the family to know that I am expecting my first baby this year, yet I feel like extended family should be out of my life territory.
I have been keeping myself away from that family from my mum's side and been trying to forget what I went through. Lakini akili ni nani. Sometime I have episodes of insomnia that lasts weeks, added to the post depression from the passing of my parent. I do not drink, but I am addicted to movies, I'd stay awake hata kama the next day I have busy timetable at work.
I believe I'll be able to fix my children and help the. I see the important of learning to trust parent with issues similar to mine.🐾🐾
