Nigerian artist and actor Bolaji Badejo, who played the titular Alien in Ridley Scottās 1979 classic

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Nigerian artist and actor Bolaji Badejo, who played the titular Alien in Ridley Scottās 1979 classic
by Cecelia Wilken
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As a kid I grew up really quiet
As soon as I was born there was problems
I was not a boy I was a girl
I was showing symptoms of Aspergerās
I was non verbal & lashing out as a kid
Grandma would joke around saying I was a lot of work & trouble
I was biting kids because I didnāt want to play with them I was getting bullied, because I couldnāt talk
I was forced to stop, grandma feed me hot chilliās to stop me from doing that, I have acid reflux now
I was not verbal her joke of hide & seek was neglecting me then yelling at me for hiding in a suitcase I was 4
More lashing out, I loved visitors they always had treats n gifts only time I got it was my birthday
I think I was assaulted by all the men in my family because I was born a girl.
Deprived of food, care, just basic human needs & rights
I wonder pretend to be a cartoon to deal with this trauma i donāt want to look at those pictures anymore
They make me dizzy to think about it
They hit me when I lashed out instead of taking me to a doctor or scolded me or deprived me of food until i behaved properly like the stray dogs they brought in
Itās really disgusting to think about it I was Ć” curious quiet kid they kept forcing me to do things I didnāt want
When strangers were over, they would shut me up
Hit me scold me talk over me
Iād here them talk about me like i didnāt exist
Relativeās never did anything or notice something odd
I was Ć” really sensitive kid
I wanted to make things and learn
Every time I wanted to I was stopped
My entire life when I tried to establish my independence & own identity along from gaining any health coping mechanisms
They took me to pray it away i instead of the doctors, weird baba on these trip
I was always uncomfortable in my skin
It continued until I got my first migraine and puked in front of my auntās house
I was near death diagnosed with scleroderma, rheumatoid arthritis, mixed connective tissue disease effecting my lungs, liver, digestive system so much acid reflux I could eat probably after my treatment still canāt
I document this because I donāt feel safe
Iām trying to change my circumstances genuinely & people never believe me itās been my entire life
They prevented me from seeing a counsellor n therapist chose to discipline me instead
Especially in high school
I was a bright kid
Iām trying to heal but it seems really Impossible when they are around me I need to leave
They all new stepped in Iāve fell through the cracks constantly & blocked from help regarded as dead weight once my purpose was served
I was pretty much their person slave to make money of off and Pimp
I get angry at men for this reason & people who support these men
And the systems that maintain these structures, healthcare systems, hospitals, mental health care
People donāt see use as human we are commodified machines to program to their command
I want to change it so bad, Iām suffering & been
Trying to look for the right community to fight these injustices with
But it lead me to be homeless, broke, severely disabled n sick again
I dissociate a lot, I have a lot of unexplained scars all over my body
I was pretty much tortured for not being born the standard to breed & pass wealth through the patriarchy standard
Not a man
Iām neither a woman
Im a person with Aspergerās severely traumatized to the point Iāve developed
All these disorders as a coping mechanisms & itās rearing itās ugly head
I see patterns everywhere, I make the write connections put it in to my art at times
And post on social media to document my abuse & trauma link it to the major institutional issues as journal
But I didnāt want to be constantly taken advantage of
No one gave me money to leave this place
Iām still withering away I think they are slowly trying to kill me
Idk maybe I do deserve it
They hid so much that I only had pictures of my time there but wasnāt given any context until I heard stories
It would conjure up these bad experiences Iād get do suicidal because I had no way out
No one listened, my entire family full of narcissists only cared about the money they could make & show off
I know itās alot but if you really want to help me i really need funds
Iām unable to work
Itās getting difficult to get up & be motivated n not just wither away they leave for that wedding soon
They have been spying on what Iām doing because they forget I hate weddings i have trauma from it
But they kept pestering, i dont want to get myself killed honestly
They have weapons
I just want to make art & survive
No one helped but only helped themselves.
I wish they did more they always made excuses
Iām hungry sometimes itās extremely hard to sleep because Iām up night but idk why
Just donāt tell them I posted. I DONT WANT TO ENGAGE. I WANT TO THROW THINGS AT THEM WHEN THEIR AROUND THEY RUINED MY ENTIRE LIFE WTF
0$ to my name now howās that a story for a starving artist
~ Preet
Asking for directions
It all depends on you. You gotta have some pride.
Luciena Ovchinnikova as Katya in The Girls (1962)
Victor Chemso. āGirlsā. 1965 ŠŠøŠŗŃŠ¾Ń Š§ŠµŠ¼ŃŠ¾. Ā«ŠŠµŠ²Ńонки». 1965
apotheosis of Persephone. 2017 oil on ancient wood .
I been struggling with funds lately from being sick constantly and currently at the moment I had to take time off work. So I uploaded my art for purchase, I also take commissions & if you watch to help Iāve linked my ko-fi
https://ko-fi.com/comradepreet
https://www.redbubble.com/people/tigerresss/shop?asc=u
Kitten
Good Find
The Lovers of Valdaro, discovered by archaeologists at a tomb in San Giorgio near Mantua, Italy. The couple have been holding one another for 6,000 years.
As you can tell, yes I am a Marxist
As one does on a Sunday afternoon staring into a void at the bus stop, I caught myself re-analyzing my whole life through a Marxist perspective. Iāve realized how destructive living under this capitalist system is, especially when you are the most vulnerable.
It keeps you alienated, trapped and nihilistic to any change or progress of any sort, I found myself stuck there for the longest time with depression, generalized anxiety disorder, number of chronic health conditions & difficult home life I felt stuck and suffocated. I felt the pressure on me accumulate to the point I had enough and revolted in a sense of throwing away the nihilism head first into fighting my way out to change my situation. Time and time, one thing after another sometimes wanting to completely give up, but thankfully Marxism has showed me that the oppressed people can overcome anything especially with the support of others just like them.
Iām really grateful for all the support Iāve gotten from my comrades and my best friends I donāt know how Iād get to the state Iām at without them.