Maturity is when you have the power to destroy someone who did you wrong, but you just walk away and let life take care of them.
I have been in situations I could have ended people who brought pains, scars and hurts to my life, but I decided to let it go.
My mom died when I was six, and dad couldn’t even mourn her for so long, and took a second wife.
Maturity is when
She was nice and sweet, and worked so hard to be the mom I lost, but all I could see is a fake woman who was after something.
I was ten when she had her first kid, and things drastically changed in the house. Dad was always on business trips and had no time for me; he knew I didn’t like his wife.
The birth of the child ushered in a lot of troubles and pains in my life. She started treating me like some sort of house help.
I became fully in charge of cooking, and every chore in the house. I stopped schooling to babysit her child, when I talked to dad, he told me I can do that for my half-sister.
My dad told her, and anytime he goes on trips, I starve in the house after cooking.
I have been tempted many times to poison her food, and let it be the end of her wickedness, but I said no, life will take care of that.
I believe karma is real, and very fair; you get served what you gave others in a thousand folds.