The amazing thing about phases is that they come and go, stretching us, changing us and revealing to us, parts of ourselves we didn't know existed Arriving Camp After NYSC registration, I was eager to see my posting letter. I was almost sure that I’ll get my dream state, Niger. I can’t explain my attraction … Continue reading I finished NYSC 3weeks ago; Here’s my story(1)
Paul Kalanithi's memoir; When Breathe Becomes Air ‘’The fact of death is unsettling. Yet there is no other way to live.’’ Paul Kalanithi had a promising career. At Stanford, he was a neurological resident and post-doctoral fellow in neuroscience. In May 2013, he was diagnosed with cancer. At first, his cancer responded to treatment and … Continue reading When Breathe Becomes Air: What makes life worth living.
I started the compulsory National Youth Service Corps(NYSC) with lots of things to do and achieve. For one, I wanted to ace my management examination and finish two core digital marketing courses. I didn't have time to waste nor time to even breathe at all. Life needed straightening... Prior to this time, I had seen … Continue reading “Dull Jane”
Ian Espinosa from Unsplash In April,i had casually asked Onyinye what she would do if I committed suicide. She told me she’d never forgive herself, that she'd wonder for the rest of her life, why she didn’t see the signs, why she never deduced that I was on the verge of a breakdown, tethering on … Continue reading Breaking the silence on depression: my depression story and how i scaled through.
Every Nigerian Girl is used to the "talk". Even if our mothers didn't directly say to us, somehow we heard it.. "keep your body intact so your husband would respect you" "once you sleep with a man, you loose your self respect " "no man wants to be with a woman who has had knowledge … Continue reading Early thoughts..
I've always wanted to write. Maybe I didn't realize I was actually writing when I wrote love letters for my classmates. Do you remember the popular "slum book" we all had in secondary school? Well, everyone wanted to read my page then. I always had a way with words. I didn't realize this gift then, … Continue reading Genesis