I've written about this story once before. However, after reading the second topic brought my mind back to that incident.
It was the period I struggled to raise my admission fees, after engaging in a series of works and just when I thought my parents, mom especially would be proud of me, I received the opposite of the treatment I expected.
Well, I blame myself first for expecting too much. I was just nineteen then, so even if I already got a little exposure at that age, it happens that my young mind was still naive in that aspect.
I handed over my admission letter to my mom, just to be met with a cold stare which came as a result of filling the space as a per time student.
The condition of my family at that time was very rough and the only payment I made was for my admission, bills of school fees, books and others were still at a corner..
It was fruitless explaining all these to my mom and in return I heard words like “rebellious, ingreate, disrespectful” and more,, since I couldn't deal with it, I decided to leave the house at that moment.
That was literally the first time I walked out on my mom. In the end since I couldn't successfully leave because of my aunt that blocked the way.. I had to take in all the hurtful words from my mom and my dad coming back home didn't change anything, it was more like a gang up.
I felt frustrated all through that night, it was the one and only night i could say that i stayed up night crying until five in the morning.
When the thoughts of how i struggled in raising my admission fee and being called different names from my own parents hit me, all i could think of was just leaving by all means.
It was a do or die thing. And that was how it happened, the key of the house was still hidden but i was already feeling suffocated.
I waited until 5:30am before I strike off. My house isn't fenced and the upper side has a balcony. It was through that means I had my way.
That's right, it was the most stupid decision I have ever made in my life, I was already hurt emotionally and then hurt myself physically too. The pain started from just my small toe and gradually spread upward still, i continued walking.
Long story short, I went over to my bosses house at that time but later came home and put on bed rest for a month plus.
That single decision of jumping over a building dealt with me badly. I couldn't resume studies as planned and was later subjected to being a full time student, the effects were pretty bad as well.
But I learned my lessons and since I knew I had that part of me of being overly daring I try as much as I can to avoid whatever could hurt me to that extent at the same time keeping these incidents as a reminder never to be stupid again.