Family can be a blessing, but in my case, it almost turned into my biggest curse. When my father passed away, he left behind land that had been in our family for generations. It was his pride, the source of our food and livelihood, and the one thing he always told us never to sell. But greed is powerful, and I discovered just how far some relatives were willing to go to take what was not theirs.
It all started when one of my uncles suggested that the land should be divided differently, ignoring my father’s will. He insisted that I, as the eldest, had no right to it because I was “too soft” and could not handle the responsibility. Soon, meetings turned into arguments, and before long, I was summoned to a family gathering where they openly declared the land was no longer mine. They even went as far as producing fake documents claiming ownership.
