I was 12 when my father stopped going to church, I had no idea why and even though he had told me time and again that he was no pagan, the words I had heard him say to my mother in secret were deafening;
“God is not in the church anymore”
And from there, all my troubles began; from having to pick between staying home with my dad or going to my mum's new church where the speakers were too loud and the songs too stiff, I found it harder to make a choice.
It will reflect 5 years later as I stare at the rift between them from afar and act like I am not a part of both of them, because I couldn't handle making up my mind.
There’s this song by Zubin “Growing up”. The lyrics goes somewhat like
…Whenever you feel some type of way
Just know that you still got time to change
To be honest I'm afraid of growing up moving out, paying bills all on my own.
Honestly I don't know How to do it all alone
Where do I go?
I've never been 23 before…
We’re growing up, becoming people we weren’t before, people we’ve never experienced. The world shouldn’t have a say in it. We haven’t been this age before, we haven’t had this experience before. Yes some people know what to do, how to act. But not all of us do and it’s fine. As long as we take steps towards achieving our goals. It’s okay if we change goals, remain the same people, pick up new hobbies. It’s ok if we become new personalities (as long as they are not dangerous). We’re growing and we learn along the way to create our own paths
There’s no life manual to doing life right. Just do your best, believe in God, read your Bible and have a little fun. You can never be the same age again
O! This reminds me of when I was 11 and really wanted to go to catechism to start receiving holy communion. I was so passionate about going for classes, but my parents wouldn’t let me because they were being too overprotective for some reason.
One time, I went without their permission, and they came to the church and dragged me out! When we got home, I was grounded. It didn’t stop me, though, and I ended up finishing my catechism in uni.😭😭
My baby, it’s okay to be tired. I can’t wait for you to ace those exams and have a well-deserved break. Sending you all the love, my Tobaby! 💘
The last paragraph is for me, I've been beating myself up for sleeping yesterday without reading, missed all my alarms and I am supposed to be preparing for my exams 😭... reading this warms my heart. Tadaaa, I am going back to my books.
11 and 14 years Tobe made me remember how I cried to church most times, especially the period when I was being forced to put on a skirt because the parish no longer allowed kids to put on trousers. We are strong, I am glad we got here and still growing. Thank you Tobaby.
I love everything about this piece it made me feel better about myself and not beat myself over things i can't control sure I'll do my best and if i get overwhelmed that's okay🤍
It's funny how we are preparing for the same exams but I always look forward to reading your writeup...Yes it tiring and stressful, I can perfectly understand but keep pushing Tobe We'd definitely excel in this exam❤️
I was 12 when my father stopped going to church, I had no idea why and even though he had told me time and again that he was no pagan, the words I had heard him say to my mother in secret were deafening;
“God is not in the church anymore”
And from there, all my troubles began; from having to pick between staying home with my dad or going to my mum's new church where the speakers were too loud and the songs too stiff, I found it harder to make a choice.
It will reflect 5 years later as I stare at the rift between them from afar and act like I am not a part of both of them, because I couldn't handle making up my mind.
14 year old Tobe, you made the 10 year old scared Chisom cry a little today.
I do not like adulthood, but I definitely wouldn't want another childhood.
This was a really beautiful read.❤️🫂
There’s this song by Zubin “Growing up”. The lyrics goes somewhat like
…Whenever you feel some type of way
Just know that you still got time to change
To be honest I'm afraid of growing up moving out, paying bills all on my own.
Honestly I don't know How to do it all alone
Where do I go?
I've never been 23 before…
We’re growing up, becoming people we weren’t before, people we’ve never experienced. The world shouldn’t have a say in it. We haven’t been this age before, we haven’t had this experience before. Yes some people know what to do, how to act. But not all of us do and it’s fine. As long as we take steps towards achieving our goals. It’s okay if we change goals, remain the same people, pick up new hobbies. It’s ok if we become new personalities (as long as they are not dangerous). We’re growing and we learn along the way to create our own paths
There’s no life manual to doing life right. Just do your best, believe in God, read your Bible and have a little fun. You can never be the same age again
O! This reminds me of when I was 11 and really wanted to go to catechism to start receiving holy communion. I was so passionate about going for classes, but my parents wouldn’t let me because they were being too overprotective for some reason.
One time, I went without their permission, and they came to the church and dragged me out! When we got home, I was grounded. It didn’t stop me, though, and I ended up finishing my catechism in uni.😭😭
My baby, it’s okay to be tired. I can’t wait for you to ace those exams and have a well-deserved break. Sending you all the love, my Tobaby! 💘
Love the read.
The last paragraph is for me, I've been beating myself up for sleeping yesterday without reading, missed all my alarms and I am supposed to be preparing for my exams 😭... reading this warms my heart. Tadaaa, I am going back to my books.
Thank you ❤️
Your words evoke the most dormant emotions that have formed who I am, without me truly acknowledging them.
Your writing is beautiful💗
So raw and honest. I love this.
Love you my tobaby, permission to hangout sometimes and I would give you a hug
I love you my tobabies
11 and 14 years Tobe made me remember how I cried to church most times, especially the period when I was being forced to put on a skirt because the parish no longer allowed kids to put on trousers. We are strong, I am glad we got here and still growing. Thank you Tobaby.
I love everything about this piece it made me feel better about myself and not beat myself over things i can't control sure I'll do my best and if i get overwhelmed that's okay🤍
The picture is so goofy..we love it🥺
It's funny how we are preparing for the same exams but I always look forward to reading your writeup...Yes it tiring and stressful, I can perfectly understand but keep pushing Tobe We'd definitely excel in this exam❤️
I checked my mail this morning and reading this brought a smile to my face... Let's go face Bar Finals with all we've got. I'm rooting for you ❤️
Beautiful read, Tobe 🥹🫶
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