Death told me I wasn’t important and that nobody cares, but I hope someday I’ll be loud enough that they have no choice.
You’re Not As Important as You Think, Death Told Me
Stay Home if You Have No Humanity To Share
A little kindness goes a long way One of the worst things that can happen is meeting rude and unkind people when you leave your house. It can sour your whole day. Unfortunately for me, I met one last week — a bank cashier. After standing and waiting for an hour, he told me my…
Lessons Life Forced Me to Learn at Sweet Sixteen
I think I'm the worst kind of writer.Or human sef. Life pushed me straight from childhood to adulthood and I can’t even talk about it. Anytime I try to think about deeper-than-the-surface-stuff, my mind goes screeeech, halt and blank. I really don't know why. I'm left with a blank mind, no thoughts, no emotions and…
The Option Called Failure
Those first five words echoed in my head for years. Failure is not an option. Do you hear it too? Maybe not, but most of us live in line with those words. Until the day failure stops by to say hi. I was in SS2 when it happened. In Nigeria, we have 16 years of…
Not a Thing Wrong With Insecurities
"You are strong. You are beautiful. You are perfect, just the way you are." Positive talk is what they call it. These are words the media uses to comfort people who are insecure about their looks, shape, size, emotions, personality and many other attributes. Everyone has insecurities. But in the world, self-love talk means not…
On Writing, On Living 