Trauma. Pain. Hurt. Wounds. Sickness. Brokenness. Suffering. Damage. Agony. FIGHT AND FIGHT AND FIGHT UNTIL YOU DIE It is the beauty of life to break us. Life is neither nice nor fair, it hinges on its indifference to our happiness and pain. You were given life at birth and until the day you die it will take from you. And the only thing you can … Continue reading How The Art of Kintsugi Taught Me The Beauty In Being Broken
When I was younger I used to think cancer was the white man’s disease. I used to think spirituality depended on the Ten Commandments. I used to think your mental health just meant how good you were at mathematics. I used to believe in a lot of false things #BULLSHIT. With lack of better words to use life started to deal with me when … Continue reading DEPRESSED TIMES COMES FOR DESPERATE MEASURES FROM A NIGERIAN
Love doesn’t happen at once – It doesn’t happen in one take, it takes more than one shoot. Sometimes you don’t even know it’s happening. They could be your best friends and one day just a little wink of theirs would change it for you and you start seeing them differently. True love builds, as you learn and lose and you learn again. Most … Continue reading Seven things we learnt about love from movies that are wrong
You told me you wanted to die and I couldn’t understand You hated yourself. You hated the world I was your breath of fresh air I loved you and you loved me back You tried to kill yourself when you lost everything. I rescued you You are Beautiful-crazy and witty You are perfect and that’s really annoying You liked my hat and you didn’t … Continue reading Don’t you owe the person that saves you?
Sadness makes us seem nobler, more elegant, and more adult. Which is pretty weird, when you think about it. We want the sadness because it seems so grown-up, classy and polished. I remember listening to Linkin Park’s Numb in 2003 and feeling so traumatized and alone-mind you I was 7 and having the time of my life but the song did something to me. As … Continue reading WHY WE LOVE SAD MUSIC TOLD THROUGH THE ART THE WEEKND AND LANA DEL REY
When I was 4 my mother tried to kill me. She tried to suffocate me with a pillow while I slept. I barely have memories up until the age 6 but that night I will never forget. My father got her off me and mercilessly beat her, for some reason the look in his eyes didn’t stem from love for me but pure dominance of … Continue reading When I was 4 my mother tried to kill me
I was going to end it now. It was time to start the end. I turned off the tap, the bathtub overflowing with hot steaming water. I could barely see my reflection in the mirror fixed to the wall as I turned back to lock the door. I dropped my towel on the floor ready to be immersed in the waters. Shaking with tears falling … Continue reading I MET AN ANGEL