WinterABC2022 Stories of Awareness: An act of love

My father was institutionalised today and he hates me. Baba believes that I signed the admission forms so that I can get rid of him. I couldn’t watch him hurt himself and become a different man. Baba never cried and always bottled his emotions. He always carried someone’s burdens as his own. Baba would have sleepless nights trying to solve an aunt’s uncle’s or cousin’s issue. Family time never existed in our home and I missed my father.

Sometimes Baba never had money to buy a new pair of shoes or buy his favourite beer. All his money was spent clearing the debts accumulated by a family member. Baba would cry in his sleep, the burdens he carried on his shoulders weighed him down. When Baba failed to assist a family member he would end up having an anxiety attack.

Each week he had to take his clothes to the tailor for alterations. Although he seemed okay he wasn’t. Maybe you now understand why I signed the admission forms. I couldn’t watch my father having hallucinations or losing interest in most of the things that he loved.

Baba should have been a bit selfish and taken care of himself. He might be the first born in his family but he cannot solve all the problems. Some people will say Baba has been bewitched but he failed to take care of his mental health.

I hope that one day Baba will look me in the eye and say “mwanangu wakaita hako”.(thank you, my child)

Published by tcndangana

The girl with an overactive imagination

14 thoughts on “WinterABC2022 Stories of Awareness: An act of love

  1. I will oneday blog about how we failed to take my mother to an institution because she refused the help. She died from the same thing we failed to institutionalize her for because she was stubborn. What you just did might have saved your father’s life so take heart.

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    1. I am sorry to hear this. Give yourself time, you will be able to share your story with the world. This story is fictional but I am sure some people can relate to it.

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      1. Fiction or not, it spoke to me because i lived it in real life😃. And i will write about my mother when the time is right.

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  2. After going through the comments it answered a question I had about this and again it goes to answer a question on why stories matter even a fictional story can be someone’s reality.
    All stories matter
    ~B

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    1. 😊 I have quite a handful. Some of the books that made me fall in love with Zim writers are:
      Harvest of Thorns-Shimmer Chinodya
      Waiting for the rain and Branching streams flow in the dark-Charles Mungoshi
      Bones-Chenjerai Hove

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