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Unfortunately; this is not another story of “started from the bottom now we here”, meaning this is not a sad story of a person who reached a certain level of success out of nothing. No; not now at least, there will be a specific article for that in the near future hopefully. Let’s just say this article is about something bigger than materialistic success, it’s about something that affects almost everyone if not everyone. It’s about my unorthodox tactic of how I taught myself to be a man who respects women from all walks of life. And no, I am not about to worship myself with” holier than thou” attitude but just my diminutive understanding of the relationship and attitude of men towards women.
It’s a exactly 2:20am on a Monday morning and I was just wrestling with myself the whole night with the idea of”everything happens for a reason”. It just dawned on me that the tears of the four queens who brought me up taught me how to treat every woman with respect. Hopefully by now you have managed to link the headline of this article with the content of it thus far but if not, be patient we getting there.
Let’s just glance a little bit to the past experiences of women who brought me up, I call them the fantastic 4. Okay so throughout my life I have witnessed men mistreating my fantastic 4 in every way conceivable. Attempted murders, physical women abuses, emotional abuses, invectives, miscarriages caused by men, cheatings, dishonesty, deceits, undermining and demeaning them in every possible way. These are a just few hardships my loved ones had to go through resolutely from men and I had to witness them all. Remember these men were supposed to love and be caressing these women who brought me up but no, they chose to do the opposite. Like Chris Brown after beating Rihanna, for so long in my teen years I also thought it was how women were ought to be treated by men merely because these men were successful and I was looking up to them. But their tears would diverge with my then understanding of how to treat a woman because every time they cried because of men, I would start to question the real definition of manhood.
I’m sure now you can grasp the meaning of that quoted headline; if not let me break it down for you. The flower that grew in the concrete is my current state of mind and my attitude towards women, the concrete are those mistreatments my loved ones experienced from men. But what is the state of my mind towards women? Here is my logic of the whole thing, because I saw how painful it was to see women cry I made a covenant with myself to try by all means to never make any woman cry. Of course I fail sometimes if not most of the time but I do try.
Respect your mothers by respecting other women; honor your mothers by honoring other women. I am not necessarily talking about the woman you dating; no not at all, I am talking about womanhood in its entirety. If you truly capable of falling in love with any woman and capable of loving a woman, then respecting, honoring and treasuring every woman in the street should be effortless. A wise man said” a happy woman makes a happy society”, this is willfully true and it’s about time the society changes its ways. The excuse of growing under a father who abused your mother does not pardon your stupidity of abusing women. Just show your mother appreciation by appreciating womanhood, give women the happiness you your mother never had with your abusive father. Love must win!!!
