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A letter that he wrote to his fellow men,

Dear Men, I won’t make much sense to many of you, But allow me to share this life lesson, Over the years I have been a man filled with life joy and happiness, and believed, I am the most amazing person one can ever meet, I have always been successful, I might not have had enough money to survive, but I spent on all those around me to keep them with me, I needed it for my Ego to strive, Until one day, someone told me this and it hit me hard: “One of my flingy relationship, this was maybe one of the prettiest feeling I might have encountered, but i made here chose herself over my ego and pride, One day I realized, If only I had listened to what she was saying, as when went silent, the silence spoke millions of emotions, that I ignored, as I was busy exploring myself to be with a friend I had made at work, I started ignoring her, giving excuses, that I am work, but literally was out and about with an affair I caught at work, Yes, she showed me a different life, yes I saw the world differently. My friend was a womanizer and hardly could afford to be with family financially, I seemed to support him a lot, thinking he was really bad with finance, but he also dragged me into his little circle where I started exploring, he always told me “Bro once you go black, you can never go back”, where my fling babe told me its true, once you do u will only return back empty handed. I ignored her, knowing I was wrong, she was always available to me in every aspect of my life, she had seen me ugly, and sick, and happy and joyful, she was along my side more than even my wedded wife I must say, I pushed her away, as she made me question my pride, and maybe I was comfortable in my bubble, and believe I will always get better than her, she was boogie and lying to me for my money, aww well! looks like I was wrong Let’s get to long story short, and come to what hit hard: I sat back and contemplated and looked at my daughter! This concerned me, Imagining my daughter right now is out there with a man, just like me, being used, being hurt, she is also crying in a corner and scared to share the choices she made, she has caged herself with pain and tears,that you left in someone else’s eyes, the same ache I left on the person who cared the most, the loneliness’ I left on her, this started sinking my heart It gets better, A lose man, will always be with lose man, An independent man, will surround himself with one, So now let’s mirror reflect effects …. What would you want your girl to experience? All these actions just started shattering me, in ways I could not imagine, today I want to better myself, I want to go say sorry to her, for all I put her through, I am sure she might forgive me, but moreover I pray she can heal herself. Today I really wish my wife was there with me, as I dearly loved her, but something caught the distance between us, which I may never be able to sum up why, I still hang with the same friend, but the fun is,not the same, I put up a face, but I know I have invested in him so much. I may have stolen her ideas, her time, her charm, which I may never be able to return, but I wish I could just say sorry, and hope I can forgive myself, and help my daughter to live a better life, find someone valuable and decent. Allow the magical and beautiful life again, I hope us man can learn early enough to not, put our children though the challenges of such life, we may not be able clear a path, but I learnt “THOSE WHO PLANT THE SEED MAY NOT BE ABLE TO ENJOY THE FRUIT. I hope I will be an inspiration to many out there. I am sure it begins with us , not allowing ourselves to be consumed with the show of other people. I hope I can help you see through a different lens. Thank you for tagging along till here.

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