My Children Were Slowly Being Neglected Without Me Knowing, and When I Discovered the Truth About Who Was Really Responsible, I Had to Take Drastic Action That Nobody Expected

I always believed I was a good parent. Living in Kasarani, Nairobi, I worked hard to provide for my children — Samuel, 10, and Lilian, 7. Between juggling work, school routines, and household responsibilities, I thought I was giving them everything they needed: love, care, and attention. But I had no idea that while I was busy keeping everything together, something sinister was happening behind my back.

It started subtly. Samuel began to complain about not having breakfast some mornings, and Lilian started coming home from school in messy clothes or without their homework. I brushed it off at first, thinking it was carelessness or typical childhood forgetfulness. But the pattern continued, and I began feeling a gnawing sense that something was wrong.…CONTINUE READING