Lady reveals the shocking reason her father just disowned her
A lady identified as Chiburn has taken to Twitter to reveal the shocking reason why her father disowned her.
The lady revealed that her father disowned her because she decided to get her nails done ahead of her birthday.
According to her, the old man saw it as misplaced priority because she doesn’t have a job nor a husband.
MY FATHER JUST DISOWNED ME!
I PAMPERED MYSELF WITH MY MONEY FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
I HAVE NO JOB.
I turned 23 on Sunday, the 22nd of September. I was happy. 22 was a great year, not because I’d made any money but because I had grown.
My dad is a deacon, a very critical person and the “Commander in chief” of my household.
I didn’t wear trousers as the fattest person in the house till I was in the university and I kept hiding them. He only allowed them when he found out I’d been abused again.
Since service year, I’ve been surviving on my own. (My mum is the most supportive person ever and my best friend, so she helps when she can.) I haven’t received a dime from my father since my service year but i guess, what do I need more than a roof over my head and food for?
If I need lady things so bad, I’d get a husband or as little as, a job. I’m constantly hassled about getting a job because, “you should be taking up some responsibilities as the first child.” but I have NOTHING, asides my degree and some skills i learnt and couldn’t use…
because “if you need a new phone, get a boyfriend/husband. Chewing gum boys cannot help you.” How do I even go about getting a job, the whole Google apps on my phone crashed and can’t work because OS too low. How did I get the phone sef, long story.
But weeks before my 23rd birthday, I was happy and even did a whole countdown because despite all my problems, I was healing, the numbness was gone, I was at peace, things were working (in bits but I was/am grateful).
I started making wigs, I could now open my mouth and talk to people (still hard but we trying), I lost some weight, my mum managed to help me start my PGD. For the first time in YEARS, I felt alive and I was going to celebrate my 23rd in my little way.
I made three wigs the week before and my clients paid the Friday before my birthday, I took out my savings and my tithe and went to get my manicure and pedicure done for Sunday. I fucking deserved a treat!
So I have naturally long nails and the few times I’ve done my nails, out of fear, I get them done in the natural shape of my nails and paint them nude…nothing catchy but this time, I went all out, instagram style and painted them blue. I didn’t think it would be a problem.
Sunday came and I danced danced my heart out in church and my dad noticed my nails but ko ko mi, I’m breathing, I am happy.