I Am Mikey And This Is My Story

You are a moron. I don't know why I had such a son like you. Your mates are living in their houses, some are on the street working and providing for their family. And you are here, eating from my pot and disrespecting me all the same. Such a useless person!

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Hello!
I am Dr. Mikey and this is my story.
I was but 20 years when my father said those words to me.
I was verbally abused simply because I wasn't the child my dad dreamed of having or maybe because I wasn't like every other child my age.
I was doing nothing at age 20years and my father thought I was a waste to him and the entire family. He constantly reminded me how useless and stupid I was. My siblings weren't any different. I am the eldest among five.
I have two younger brothers and two sisters.
My siblings counted me like nothing either except for Bani my youngest sister.
She was the only one that regarded me as anything and respected me as her elder brother.

I felt bitter towards my family but because of my little sister Bani, I created a room, I made a little space in my heart to accommodate them, overlooking everything they did to me and praying for the grace not to hate them.
And so far God helped me and answered my prayers.

Mom didn't hate me or abuse me like dad but then it was as if she almost had no say in the family or as if she was some kind of slave that wasn't allowed to speak up for her own children. I remember the day mom got seriously beaten up in an attempt to defend my immediate brother when dad accused him of some crime years ago.
Mom became my confidant in most cases but I chose to be alone and do everything on my own since it felt like I wasn't part of the family with the way dad and my siblings treated me. I mean what did do to deserve all the ill-treatments?
It got to a point that I felt that maybe I was an adopted child and not their blood because I couldn't pinpoint why I was being treated the way I was but I have always endured everything and try to be my best even when it wasn't enough.

I endured everything until I couldn't take it anymore.
You are useless and a moron...
Those were the motivations I needed all this while.
I couldn't take all the verbal abuse from my father anymore.
The words he said to me that night cut right through me. I was always compared to other children even my younger siblings yet I never did or said anything. But this time, it came differently and I was so bitter about it. I made a promise and a vow to myself that I was going to prove my father wrong.

No! I didn't intend to become an engineer like he wanted but I promised to do what I love doing and be successful with it. I wanted to become a medical doctor so I put up for an examination and registered for my desired course to study, thankfully I passed and got admitted into the higher institution.
You can imagine that it was yet the beginning of a new hell for me.
My father refused to pay my tuition fee for the first two years of my study.
Mom tried to support me but the little she was doing wasn't enough to give me a better school life or support.
I went doing all the hard work and labor I could find just to be able to fund my tuition fee and most times even meals.

Dad almost disowned me after choosing Medicine and surgery and not the course he wanted me to study. He said I wouldn't stay under his roof or eat from his table only for me to waste my years in school.
Medicine is also a noble profession but I don't know why my dad didn't want me to do it or liked it.
Disown wasn't a new or strange word to me because for all I know I was already living like an orphan or one that has been disowned for as long as I can remember, so what difference did it make?

I wasn't bothered by what my father said. I went to bed on an empty stomach most nights because of my father. During those days, I struggled to keep up but God saw me through.
My first two years in school were a living hell but I didn't give up, no I didn't drop out. It was the last thing on my mind. I had a mission and a purpose. I was on a quest to become a better person and prove my father wrong.
I wanted to let my father know that I wasn't as useless as he said and I wanted him to take back his words even if it took me years to do it, I was ready to take the challenge.

I would have loved to share everything I went through during this journey but to cut the whole story short. I graduated from school with the best result.
I pursued my passion after school. I got accepted into the best hospital in my town.
The world started hearing about me because of my passion for my profession.
Many started asking questions and trying to trace my family background to know where I come from and to know what kind of family I came from.
I am Dr. Mikey and I am very happy because my father lived to see, hear and know about my success. The so useless child he once called, became the doctor the world was celebrating.

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I don't enjoy saying this and I am not ashamed to say I came from one of the toxic families. I may not have been physically abused but I was verbally abused and this is worst.
But those abuses served as a motivation to become a better person.
Those abuses ignited my passion.
It gave me the right reason to step out and step up.

I could have become useless like my dad said I was if I didn't take charge of my own life and decide to prove my father wrong.
Today I am a testimony of one with a toxic family who survived and pulled through the hurdles that came not from outsiders or strangers but my very own family.
I am Mikey, and this is my story!

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Hello, my beloved readers!
Thank you for stumbling on my blog post today.
I do hope you read my article and that you have learned one or two things from it.

In a world where people are looking for positive motivation and drive. I am here to remind us that not every motivation is a positive one.
Most of the successful people we celebrate and have today have bitter stories. Most of them have reasons for stepping out and striving hard to the place they are today.

Motivations will not always come in good packages and sweet talks like we wish or desire, most times it will come in a way we never expected.
It can come even from your immediate family, among your peers and friends.
So in everything, find the right motivation to become a better person in life.

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18 July 2021.

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