The Road to Hell

The Road to Hell

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When a friend of mine came to me in a time of need, I didn't show up for him. Instead I used it as an opportunity to embolden my religious righteousness and separate the man from his faith. Worst yet, I thought I was doing the right thing. A nonfiction short essay about regret. This story is contains facets of my religious upbringing and hones in on the power of righteousness. It will be told in three parts.
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The teenage period is usually not always easy. You make mistakes, you learn from them. It's like a moulding phase towards adulthood, which tends to be harder than adults make it sound. Especially in this generation. Growing up in a society where having a psychological condition means you're a freak, abnormal or an attention seeker. Where gender inequality is still seen as normal and right. Where anything other than Heterosexuality means you're possessed or the spawn of the devil. Where showing your emotions as a guy means you're soft and weak, because toxic masculinity isn't seen as a problem. Also, having anything to do that's related to these "atrocities" means you're set for an even bigger social stigma. Being a teenager becomes harder than hard. Just a group of teenagers trying to find a place for themselves in midst of a backward society, realising that life can't be all black and white. Growing in an African home is hard but what's harder is being a Nigerian. O le gán. "It is better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you're not." -André Gide

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