Category Archives: My Life

I’m Probably Gonna Burn Again

Am I the only one that sometimes finds herself wishing that life had some sort of manual? I mean, something of sorts detailing everything we ought to do if ever a certain situation presented itself before us.

For those that have hit rock bottom before and bore the brunt of life’s gruesome huddle at some point, I am sure you know what am talking about. If you picked yourself up and looked life in the face like a champion, then you probably started to look at life with renewed eyes.

Now you know exactly what you want from life. Your career, your lifestyle, ambitions, aspirations, your relationships, love, friendships, and basically the direction you want your life to take henceforth. I am exactly here…at this point in my life.

I know exactly what I want. Some of it is stuff made of genius and some of it has me shaking my own head in wonder. I know what I want. Dear God….I know. But what if it all starts to feel like deja-vu? Boy I certainly could use a manual!

Ever found yourself in a situation that made you pause to wonder? You look at the all-so-familiar scene and you feel like you’ve been here before? And because you’ve been here before you know how things are likely to go down. You play in your head all the possible scenarios. And then you feel it, ever so slowly. A shiver going down your spine.

You’ve played the moment over and over in your head and you know you gonna look back in time to this very moment. It’s a foreshadowing of some sort. You see the fire burning and yet you walk right through it. You know you WILL…MIGHT burn but in that moment you don’t care. The future you is telling you that you gonna look back at this very moment and chew yourself out for not listening to your gut.

Yet still, you walk through the fire.

Wishing and hoping you’re doing the right thing.

I have found myself taking risks recently. For the first time I want to experience life my way…by my own terms…without seeking another’s approval or permission. It’s an exhilarating feeling. There are things I want to do, to pursue. Very bold and daring decisions…but they also sound ridiculous. Risky.

See, I have been burnt by life before. What if I find myself back at square one, again? This fear of the unknown in me is an obvious product of my experiences. Though healed, the scars keep reminding me of the pain and in real time I experience it all over again. It’s all in my head.

Or is it?

Oh dear life…you truly know how to suck the life out of people don’t ya? Am probably gonna burn, again, won’t I?

Except, this time around, am carrying a bloody fire extinguisher with me!

#cheers to the known-unknown future folks! 🍻🥂

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Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 2

First significant lesson I learn upon exiting the airport and heading home is that in Canada, interior places are almost always warm in winter while exterior places make you feel like one that bears the brunt of Rose’s betrayal in Titanic.

Now that I have actually experienced icy weather, my doubts about Rose’s commitment to Jack on that ship and specifically on that piece of door in the open ocean have been cemented. No, I will never get over it. She let him die people. It was freaking cold. He was freezing! I…I…I just can’t. 😭😭 Continue reading Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 2

Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 1

So I have been in Canada for close to two months now. I come from one of those countries the American vile douchebag president Trump calls “shithole countries,” …because you know, Africa.  I’m not even surprised anymore. Not even mad. I have already offered two thorough courses on modern African civilization right here so am not about to get into that right now. There’s no cure for people that deliberately choose to remain ignorant. Continue reading Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 1

Suicide…The Silent Voice Screaming: Help Me

The world can be so cruel sometimes. 

Hold your horses, I am not feeling suicidal at all…at least not at this particular point in my life. But there was a time when I entertained the thought.

I was crushed yesterday when I came across the news of the death of a Kpop star, the frontman for the Korean boy band SHINee by the name of Kim Jonghyung. He was beautiful, talented, famous and appeared to have everything going well in his life…until he took his own life and left a very sorrowful letter behind explaining why he felt he had to take his dear life. For me this was the second death of a celebrity in 2017 that broke my heart to the core, the first being that of Linkin Park’s frontman Chester Bennington.  Continue reading Suicide…The Silent Voice Screaming: Help Me

The Day I hated Being a Woman

It was somewhere around the beginning of this year (I think) when I found myself sitting in the office of one of the top government institutions waiting to be interviewed by a man who in that moment had the power to make or break me in my path as a rising entrepreneur.  Continue reading The Day I hated Being a Woman