Mental Health

TO BE VULNERABLE OR NOT TO BE.

TO BE VULNERABLE OR NOT TO BE.

If you have followed my journey in the last 10 years, you will agree with me that I have been brutally open about a lot of things in my life and private space too. Book after book, I have documented so many wins and my pitfalls. This has come with some glory and also without the absence of recruiting new enemies. Somehow, my openness has exposed me to ardent blackmail and hate and unlimited backstabbing. I never knew there’s a word that identifies with THE IMPACT OF ACCEPTANCE OR REJECTION BASED ON YOUR VULNERABILITY.

I HAD A FORMER SISTER

On September 10th, 1992 (we lived in Bauchi town at that time), our former kid sister died from complications of measles. It was devastating, to say the least. Her name was IFEOLUWAPO ABIGAIL OBAFEMI.

From the moment she died, our family foundation was shaken for a long time. Dad was really heartbroken. His ‘mini woman’ was gone. Mum was inconsolable. Her ‘reward’ was gone. I do not know how my brothers mourned her. They were only 11 years old. I was just almost 13 years old at the time, a month to 13. I recall being blank. I did not associate the death to any feelings for a very long time until sometime February 1993 when I was a boarding student at United Faith Tabernacle College, Jos. Plateau State