The voices in my head are major. Loud, resounding… Major! And yeah sometimes I ignore them, probably because I don’t trust myself. This is going to be a short post because I’m experiencing a mental block, so I can’t really flow on anything but I must do this every Wednesday – The spirit of consistency. “I should have
To me, regardless of whatever era we may be in, I think it is important that we all become self “awake” which in Urban lingua is “woke” ness It is amazing and interesting to see women speaking up, people baring their souls and most importantly, the awareness on mental health. Still, it feels like wounds are opening up and being
Sometime last week,my dad said to me “I don’t understand your ways this girl.” My ex once told me also “you’re like an enigma, just like onions, every layer of you bring tears in my eyes” Buhahaha… I’m not trying to bullshit anybody but hey! Leave all that, I’m a LIVING PARADOX. But before I start to justify my ways,under
Today I will be serving Nigerian & personal tea. I don’t know if it’s just me, but beneath the comic of “the African parents” skits, I can’t seem to unlook the toxic traits as fact foundations of what our generation has become today. We are trees, who bear fruits that sow seeds to bear trees in the future. Writing this, I can
For every good and bad conviction, there is an intention, which is the outset of this piece. How much do you know about the incentive of the Boko Haram? Majority see them as a tool of the government for societal upset. Minority understands their fight against Haram. Haram according to the Islāmic laws, means forbidden; a set of rules that should be followed. Thinking more about it, I
Sometimes when the voices become too loud, some seek comfort within closets, and in there, lies stories untold. Secrets, as we would generally term them. The subject of rape has become alarmingly high, that one has to wonder if, there’s a curse, or the world’s end is so near. However, on the table of the perpetrators and the victims,
First, charity begins at home. Why did I start off like that? Well, having carefully focused on the world at large and the many problems of it, Nigeria’s issues are far from being on top of the list. But first, charity begins at home. The first trait of our toxicity would be how we have successfully tainted the aura of
Asides from the ever rising cases of tension headache, due to excessive screen time. I feel the need to highlight the use of social media is paramount. Firstly, before I kick-start the subject, I must acknowledge and agree that, social media definitely contributes to the depression, anxiety and immerse esteem issues. This is as a result of comparison of one’s
In the famous words of Maya Angelou, “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” Firstly, in no relation to this post, I’d like to share that I am having visions! It may be something to be scared of but, I’m pretty excited
I feel free…completely free. From taking actual steps to love myself rightly, seeking therapy, learning, reading, socializing and just feeling alive. I didn’t realize that unconsciously, I had taken the first step of Closure; taking responsibility for myself. Before I continue, I would like to quote my favorite Nigerian Poet, Titilope Sonuga “On healing: the idea of closure is a