‘Lady High Control Freak’ was the nickname given to me by myself and my friends. I loved to be in control. Heck! I could control how I spoke, what I said, how I sat, how I looked, and how things should go. Or so I thought!Continue reading “Tales of a recovering control freak”
I just got notified that my last post was the 500th post on the blog. Been actively writing here for 6 years, and it’s all a proof of God’s faithfulness! Thanks for sharing in my journey. I’ve very much enjoyed blogging here. To celebrate, I’ve decided to share a personal piece on living in the now. Hope you find it helpful! ❤️❤️❤️❤️Continue reading “All we have is now #501”
Here’s your mistake,
You spend your life pursuing people who don’t even see your worth;
You give them the excuse to treat you miserably,
Because at least, they’re giving you their attention in that moment.
Your mistake, darling,
Is when you too start seeing yourself through their eyes;
Nuisance. Worthless. Piece of shit.
And you believe the liesContinue reading “Daughter of the King”
You are a person of worth,
Right here, right now,
Even in those sweatpants,
And even without make up.
Your worth doesn’t lie in whether or not you have a job,
Whether or not you have money,
Whether or not you’ve found your soulmate,
Whether or not you’re smashing your goals.
Because you were created for a purpose,
With or without the strappings of life,
You remain a person of worth.
Just wanted to you remind you!
All our lives we’ve had the help of our parents in mapping out our life plans- nursery school, then primary school, then university. It’s as if they only planned to be with us for so long. And I get it. By twenty-something, you’re ‘supposed’ to be an adult, probably even married and beginning that entire lifecycle for someone else (a.k.a your kids). But not me. Well, not yet. I’m a twenty-something year old who constantly asks myself, ‘WTF am I supposed to be doing in life?’ If you’re like me, then this post is for you. Grab a cup of coffee and enjoy!
“You didn’t just mess up, you are messed up!”
That was the line I heard from a stage play some months back titled ‘NightFood’ as written by Kelvinmary. It was the story of a disabled man and his wife who were torn at the loss of their child. The story went on to show that both of them had committed adultery the same night the child had a convulsion and died. The man was in the next room with his side chic, while the wife was away on a journey with another man. Continue reading “Messed Up!”
The flowers were in bloom, looking as bright as the sun. Just the remedy I needed for the gloom that had overshadowed my heart for months. Continue reading “God speaks through nature”