IN HER THOUGHTS

Who am I? I wonder if I can recognize myself if I look in the mirror. Voices in my head telling me to be myself but who exactly am I? I don’t think I can ever find a way back to my true self. Self -identity is what is lacking; I no longer think I can get back to what I was. It would be a journey to the unknown. Who am I?… buried in the makeup, the tight dresses with half my ass out, artificial hair and nails so long like those used in Nigerian African movies by witches. I know right, all in the name of being a cool kid. It is such a shame, is all of this worth losing my identity for? I don’t know. The pain of trying to fit in, but I need this smokescreen, it boosts my confidence. Without the decoy I don’t believe I can stand on my own. Gone are the days where my opinions and views were mine, now they are shadowed with modern day influence. The liberty of doing what I want is gradually fading, now the cool kid doctrines determine what I do and how I do it. I have incarcerated my

Life! It is unpredictable, one moment you feel like everything is going your way and the next thing it seems like all odds are against you. We came to the world with our talents but we are groomed to think that education is the gateway to the pleasures of life. The biggest scam in history is “Education is the key to success.” Truth is, it’s not the only key… Everyone has an idea of who they want to be in life, and I also had a picture of what I wanted to do after college. I saw myself landing a job at a top Media Company and earning a decent salary. My dreams heavily depended on the traditional education-to-job system. A contingency plan was never in my mind and the time came when I had to apply for a job. Reality hit me hard, my email is filled with dozens of unanswered applications. Slowly the dream is fading… Up until that time I realized that the approach of a degree being a guarantee of a job is wrong. A good life means more than just education… but none of us are sure wha

Are you in a relationship? How good is your better half? These questions drown many people in sorrow and suck the life out of them. It might have happened or it’s happening in your walk in the dating life. Being in a place where all you can do is sigh! That conversation that plays well in your head, but somehow your lips get stuck and cannot utter a word. The questions confuse you, they take every word from your lips. What makes it a dumbfounding experience, the questions always come when you have no partner or just had a breakup. To save face you even go out of your way to explain, ‘we just broke up’, ‘good men are hard to find’ or any phrases that romanticize your horror. Diverting their thoughts of you being a loner as the center of your existence. Being deprived of attending couple’s events with colleagues, friends and family. The excuses gets old. The ‘I don’t have a partner’ song slowly becomes embarrassing to utter and staying in your own shell seems to be a better escape to s

📷  Isaiah Mcclean Some women struggle, some are waiting for something or someone to come along and save them. They suppress the power within them, praying for a miracle being the miracle & following their own bliss. They are trapped in a fantasy of a knight in a shiny armor coming to their rescue. You probably don’t want to hear this but, you can be your own savior, you can be strong for you. Take the bull by its horns, Take charge of your life and not settling for less than you deserve. The pain of seeing a hopeless woman is so excruciating. Refuse to be a victim of circumstances. What is even worse is when a woman takes comfort or compromise and be content with whatever they are facing. Is this our destiny? I believe there is more to life, it takes you, the woman in the mirror to explore it. Make the most of your life. Have the courage to take decisions regarding your life. Learn to say No boldly without hesitation & without having to explain yourself. Woman, we h

Heartbreak, typical lies and misleading actions. It has always been obvious but this was quite a unique occurrence. He found her at her weakness, knew her scars and flaws. He knew she wasn’t ready for anything but somehow made her believe this one would work out He lured her with his promises and visions of better days he was going to bring. Bit by bit, her old heart was revived, and his promises made her think that finally it was her time. Everything was flowing, she tried to be optimistic telling her wounded soul that she wouldn’t Get hurt again. She let him in, showed him her vulnerability, the dirt and gave him the key to her heart. It felt good, it felt right and it felt like home. At least that is what she thought Blinded by his love…her poor soul ignored the signs and red flags. In her mind she kept telling herself he wouldn’t do anything hurtful. She found solace in his promises, words of love and the plans they made. It was perfect! She focused on