It is very difficult to overcome emotional pain; emotional trauma can kill faster than HIV. It is not something anyone can joke with.
Knowing your feelings, seeking help or support, taking care of yourself, and doing things that give you joy will help you overcome emotional pains. You have to be patient with yourself too, as healing takes time.
I will be sharing how I overcame emotional pains at a tender age. This might sound funny, but it was my first time experiencing emotional pains.
Years back when I was in elementary class (primary five), I was in a government school; unfortunately, the government school went on strike, and my parents decided to change schools for me, and I landed in one of the biggest private schools then in my hometown.
As I was in that new school, I wasn't flowing well with their patterns of teaching as it was a total difference from my formal school, but at the end of every subject, our teacher would shout, "Do you understand?" and everyone would scream yes, even when I didn't get anything the teacher said, and I couldn't ask questions because I was afraid; these patterns of teaching continued till our promotion exam came.
In our previous exam, I didn't collect results because I already knew I failed, and each time my parents asked for my report card, I would tell them that my new school doesn't give report cards but calls our position with the mouth, and I took 7th position out of 48 students in class, and that closes the matter.
The promotion exam came, and I became so afraid because you must pass before they promote you to the next class. I became so serious. The exam came, and we all wrote the exam, and at the end, I didn't collect results as usual.
The first term came, and we all moved to primary six; each time our primary six teacher entered class, he would give this announcement: "If you know that you failed, go back to primary five," and I wouldn't shake even though I knew I was among the people he was talking to.
One faithful Monday, our headmaster came with a big register that contained the list and results of all students. He started calling all the people that were not promoted, and each person he called, the whole class screamed, "Failed." It got to my turn; he called my name, and everyone screamed. Failed. I felt like the ground should open and bury me; the shame was much as I carried my bag back to primary five to repeat the class.
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From that moment inferiority complex steped in, I assumed everyone is better than me, any small thing I do in my family, my siblings will call me Olodo ( someone with poor brain), I felt incomplete, I stopped playing with my friend, I slimed down a lot and before you know it, I felt sick and landed in hospital where I stayed for two weeks, when my mom notice what I was going through, she became my friend, she changed school for me and told me that I am the best thing that ever happened to her, she told me that I failed because teachers in that school wasn't professional not that I wasn't intelligent, she made timetable on how I will be reading my book, she practically blamed the school for everything that happened and made me understand that I am genius, this automatical changed my feelings, my moral became high and I promised myself that I wouldn't fail again.
In my new school, I would pay attention and take note of every detail my teacher said and ask questions where necessary, just as my mom taught me. At the end of the term, I took third position out of 36 students, and everything changed.
I stopped doubting and started believing; that experience has helped me a lot in life. I don't give up easily; I would always believe that there is a way out in anything I am finding difficult to achieve, and I do get it right at the end.
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