"If my mother gets an opportunity to read this story, I am sure she
will feel very bad because she went through a lot because of me and to
her, all she is doing right now is helping me out of my present
situation and she would feel I do not appreciate her efforts.
I am the only female child of my parents and perhaps, one could say that was why we are so close. I was not a lazy brat despite our closeness. I did not depend sorely on my mother for finances. I was quite dexterous and, thank God, I got on so well in my business.
As the eldest, I didn't have the opportunity of going to school; I opted for business, but I made sure my younger brothers got some education, the least being secondary school education.
Things started taking a downturn in my life when I met Dele, a relationship my mother never liked from the onset.
I was very close to my mother, but I knew her flaws and I decided to take only the advice that I deemed useful; but despite this, I couldn't take charge of things; my mother almost sent Dele packing from my life at the initial stage of our relationship.
At first, I was overwhelmed by my mother's reaction, how she had her hackles up the first time I brought Dele home. When he left on this fateful day, the first thing my mother complained about was his stature.
I think I should describe Dele, so that you can get a better picture of him. Dele was a stout man and not really appealing. But since I was not after his beauty, I gave a little thought to my mother's lurid expression. After all, I am the one marrying him not my mother. Please what should I do?"
- The above is a letter written by a lady (name withheld) to the
in-house counsellor of a National Newspaper, complaining about her
mother's interference in her life.
I am depressed and I need your help to get out of the present situation
I am in. I have learnt a great deal from your column and I know you can
help me.
But this is not the issue at hand
because I have to go on with my life. After all, she caused the whole
problem from the beginning; so, I cannot see any justification for her
to be so annoyed, but I am sure she will: I am using this medium to
also ask for her forgiveness.
I am the only female child of my parents and perhaps, one could say that was why we are so close. I was not a lazy brat despite our closeness. I did not depend sorely on my mother for finances. I was quite dexterous and, thank God, I got on so well in my business.
As the eldest, I didn't have the opportunity of going to school; I opted for business, but I made sure my younger brothers got some education, the least being secondary school education.
Things started taking a downturn in my life when I met Dele, a relationship my mother never liked from the onset.
I was very close to my mother, but I knew her flaws and I decided to take only the advice that I deemed useful; but despite this, I couldn't take charge of things; my mother almost sent Dele packing from my life at the initial stage of our relationship.
At first, I was overwhelmed by my mother's reaction, how she had her hackles up the first time I brought Dele home. When he left on this fateful day, the first thing my mother complained about was his stature.
I think I should describe Dele, so that you can get a better picture of him. Dele was a stout man and not really appealing. But since I was not after his beauty, I gave a little thought to my mother's lurid expression. After all, I am the one marrying him not my mother. Please what should I do?"
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