Back To The Trenches 🤦🏿‍♂️😪 Moving Back to My Family House 🏠Diary Game

Steem greetings everyone in this community. Hope y’all are having a good day. Before I start with my diary, I first want to say a huge thank you to everyone who has been supporting my posts in this amazing community. Your support encourages me to do more.

This post is a diary recap of what I have been up to from Monday(09/01/23) to today (11/01/23).

This week I finally decided to pack and move back to my family house, where I was residing a year and three months ago. Before I tell you about how my packing and unpacking went, let me first tell you why I moved out in the first place and why I’m coming back.

My family house is made up of twelve single rooms. It was built by my grandfather. My father succeeded him as the next landlord of the house immediately after he passed away (May his honorable soul Rest In Peace). Because my grandfather had multiple sons and daughters (16) from polygamous marriage, and certainly because he didn’t leave any will behind, there was some kind of uncertainty in distributing his assets especially the rooms in the house. But eventually, the rooms were distributed amicably and fortunately for me as the eldest grandson, I got a single room to stay in. But there were some strings attached. I have to move out when I am able to fend for myself, for other grandchildren to inherit the room. I had no problem with this, as far as I was still a student. Everyone was cool and I was okay. But right after graduation, I started earning small allowances from my National Service job and this started attracting some unwanted attention. Uncles were observing my moves and I started being uncomfortable in that space

a broke me. Photo taken with iPhone 6

Long story short, I moved out. I got a cute one bedroom apartment in a different area. I payed gh1.2k ($116) for twelve months.
I was receiving gh599 ($55) every month as NSS allowance. I had two side jobs that I was earning decent wages from. A had a lovely girlfriend that I was grateful for. Things were running smoothly, life was good and I was happy. I was breathing good until I started making bad decisions (as if I hadn’t made enough bad decisions).

My pepper started peppering severely when I joined a ponzi scheme (after listening to a very terrible financial advice from another clueless friend ), i invested all my NSS allowance that I’ve been saving, added some monies that I’ve saved from my day and night jobs. I lost everything at the end. i lost my two other jobs, NSS ended and I was broke.
To add more shege into my life, my girlfriend went to visit her parents in her hometown and got married to the same guy I have been talking with as her cousin for three years (mumu me!).

Things became harder and harder for me. My eyes saw shege that my mouth could not speak. Depression and anxiety became my unwelcome guest, poverty hugged me refused to let go of me, I was not breathing air anymore, I was single, broke and broken. Frustration wanted to kill me.

As day went by, my choices of life got thin and thin. My rent was expiring, landlord started giving me notifications, I had no option than to go back to where myself and my troubles had come from (my family house).

Fortunately, the room I had left was still there. The other grandchildren who also have rights to the room are still not old enough to live in a separate room. I did some renovations, painting and got a new carpet in there.

The room is a single room with only a bathroom. Theres no water tap in the whole house. There’s no toilet and no separate meter.
My mother and siblings do not reside here, as she is no longer married to my father. I’ll again be living with my father, uncles, unties and cousins. My room is next to my dad’s.

Before moving in, I made sure to re wire the room in the way that’ll make me feel very uncomfortable in the room. Everything I do in this room should remind me of where I want to be in the next 12 months and what I need to do to achieve that. I have eliminated “motivation” from my dictionary. From now onwards I’ll strive to be discipline. I’ll do things because I’m supposed to do it, not because I feel motivated to do it. I’ll work harder and smarter to acquire all the fine things of this world.

For the main time, I’ll live in this space of uncomfort, I’ll strive harder, discipline myself and achieve all the goals I’ve set for myself for the next 365 days.