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THE STIGMA OF UNWANTED PREGNANCY


  Stigma is like a disease that kills people or drains the energy of the victim. As a result, they feel insecure and unwanted in the society and sometimes in their family.

  Unwanted pregnancy they call it. They tend to give her space, gossip about her and make fun of her. She was tagged a disappointment.

  So, is the life of Bola, who got pregnant while in the higher institution(*you wanted to ask a question. You never asked it*), at first she wanted to abort, but since she was a very religious & a principled person, she decided to take a brave step to keep it.

  At first, she couldn’t face her family, she had to go to her grand mum's place and when her parents found out, they tagged her a failure that she was a big disappointment, that they never wanted to set their eyes on her again.

  At first, life was not easy for her, but she had no choice. She couldn’t keep on hiding from school. She resumed and people that called themselves friends started drifting from her and she became the main subject on campus. When she walk by, they whispered to themselves, "SO IS THE LIFE OF A PREGNANT TEENAGER OR YOUTH"

  She started avoiding crowded places. She would  come early for lectures, and immediately the lecturer leaves, she runs to her grand mom's
place to avoid critics. She had no friend during this period and because of this, the thinking and critics got to her so much that she committed suicide.

At this point everybody that knew her started feeling sorry for her, even her parents mourned her.

  Looking at this unfortunate act, it can be seen that most of us are guilty of this. It might not be that pregnant girl in school, it might be the kid who doesn’t have much, it might even be that dull student in the class and because of this we look down on them.

Bola died because of the ignorance of the society. Her own parents turned their backs on her. She couldn’t stand the critics and stigma anymore and the only way out she knew was to kill herself.

                                 THE QUESTION IS, WHO KILLED BOLA?
  ©OJ Thorpe blog

Comments

  1. Dr Ozeêd Peter's Ogbeifun25 March 2017 at 01:59

    Hmmm u are right

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  2. Not Just Tantrums27 March 2017 at 02:17

    🤔

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  3. Not Just Tantrums27 March 2017 at 02:24

    The people who contributed to her stigmatization (school students, parents, friends etc) helped in her death
    I can't say she wasn't part of it
    She let their negativity get yo her. Yes, its not easy living in a society where unwanted pregnancy 🤰🏾 is frowned upon. If she knew she could not take the heat she could have aborted the baby because suicide is also frowned upon religiously
    I'm not saying abortion is the right choice but she ended up killing both the baby and herself too.
    This is an assisted suicide
    Because the society aided in her death.

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