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What's abuse?
its a violent treatment or misuse of something. In light of this no more abuse simply means a stop to the misuse of things, right, and person life.
So years back, i recounted plenty of things I misused as a kid, and honestly it felt like funny stories right now. So this one really hurt me, I was 12 years then, and it was Christmas as usual you know kids and Xmas, my parents bought enough things for Christmas as usual and yes me and my siblings where really happy.So on Xmas day, we went to church and on returning from the church, celebration started. My mom actually had given a strict warning about eating of snacks and meat, but as long as I was involved meat and snack was the main thing, I ate myself out with my siblings, honestly forgetting that my system and there's weren't same.
The main bombshell started at about 11pm at night, I started bloating, belching, vomiting and was really weak. My mom didn't say a word she just ran around that night to get me a first aid, an ors and pain relieve plus other medication, it was indeed, a hell for me throughout the night.I could not sleep through out the night, my parents where all awake, just to see that am good. Personally I usually have stomach pain on a normal ground, so the added advantage it got was the food I hand abused. I saw what a typical Nigerian man would refer to as shege. Was almost admitted in the hospital, cause it got an extent that my vomiting smelt like an of our from a dead animal, and I was really bloated, I started having difficulty in breathing, headache and many other things added. Painful part was that my brothers whom I had actually done thus with did not even feel a flinch of pain, I was the only one left with my pain and wahala. The started laughing and making jest if me even on my sick bed, my immediate younger one was like, you dey follow us chop any how when you know say your body and belle no dey take nonsense.Honestly I cried, we all ate together, we huzzled for the meats, drinks and snacks together. But I happened to be the only one serving the punishment for all. I sincerely regretted abusing the privilege of Xmas and I honestly learnt my lessons the hard way. You know at first when my mom said it was my punishment for abusing meats and snacks I was like how, I am not a drug abuser why would you use such statement on me, but growing up I realized what she meant by that, So started using it to advice and teach people, plus i always share it with my niece and people around,so as to help them know the consequences of abusing anything, be it drug, food, drink, or whatsoever it may be.
- You mustn't finish everything st once
- There's always a tomorrow, so don't finish today
- Anything that has to do with misusing of things is an abuse, try to avoid it.
- I learn we are all different persons and must learn to live based on our differences and appreciate who we are.
- Finally, there are consequences for every abuse we do.
Thank you all