Who go balance this life ehn?????

I'm right here supposed to be sleeping at 11:45pm because I'm suppossed to be awake by 6:00pm tomorrow to make it early to work as usual,  but for some reason, sleep has evaded me.
Who knows why,  probably because there is no light, or it could be that the sound of Gens here and there, is distracting me.

Well, well, well, I'm not here to talk about the horrible electricity situation of this country,  or the fact that today was my moms birthday and wishing I could have gotten her something bigger than I did bothers me. I honestly can't wait for the day I will buy her a property in Banana Island as a birthday gift. Mehn, thinking of that is depressing, that's not what I'm here to talk about today though. 

Lol, So.....uhhhh...what I'm here to talk about today, is something very senseless, but it was an interesting flow of thought and I decided to put it down. Lol. I'm sorry in advance.

Okay listen to this guys, we all know life is not balanced and can never be balanced but the thoughts I'm having kills my dreams of the possibility of having an happily ever after in this part of our world.
 
We all know most men like curvy women, but unfortunately most curvy women consider themselves worthy of only prosperous men,  and while I'm not condemning this, because like Tiwa said 'I no come this life to suffer', the sad truth of the matter is that the men some women consider unworthy of them, may have more genuine affection to offer than the man who they consider their 'type'.

This also goes for some women who have love to give, but are not as curvy as their fellow Eves. This women may not be very physically attractive but they may  be more capable of offering genuine affection rather than women who believe they are designed to use what they have to get what they want.


Like, hey, don't get me wrong o.  I'm not saying you should not marry your spec o. I'm just saying the affection that may  come from your spec, might not be as genuine as the love that may come from someone who you may not consider your spec simply because he is not prosperous or she is not curvy.

The rich men want to receive love from the curvy women, but the curvy women just want the money, so may or may not have the genuine affection the rich men are seeking from them to give back to them.


Now, I'm not saying they have to be looking like ruler o, but let's just say the humble looking women who may be more capable of showing genuine affection are not considered good enough for the rich men.

Shay, wahala no be like bicycle like this?
This life has refuse to balance sha.
The men who have money to give, end up not receiving pure love, while the struggling man whose love is more likely to be purer, is dreaded like Covid.

How are we going to find love in this day and time, when people who are capable of giving love are not priviledged to be loved back, while the ones who are privileged to be loved by all, have no affection to give out?

There is true love, but to find am for this country. Lol. Na wa o.

Sometimes I wonder why youths of today agree to marry each other,  like is it because you genuinely admire each other or it's first transactional before other things. I'm scared of marrying someone I'm not in awe of. Someone that doesn't intrigue or inspire me to want to do better. Be better for. Someone I can't look up to. I'm scared of marrying someone that doesn't invade my thoughts every now and then. I'm scared of simply 'coping' forever and ever and ever, stuck in a marriage that will never end. 

😩😭Omo. I said 'never end' because except it's domestic violence or infidelity, I don't fancy divorce at allllll. I don't even want to think about it. It's the money I spent on renting hall and the money I used to feed rice to all the people  that came to the wedding that will first pain me🤣🤣🤣. If I know I for just use the money go vacation for Santorini.

Lmao. God be with us all. 😁🤣🤣🤣

Like I said earlier, my food for thought today won't reduce the price of garri in the market. Sorry. You're still gonna look for how to ask that fish seller to still slice the fish into 7 more pieces again🤧🤣🤣🤣

Thank you for reading eh. You dey try . Till I come your way again. Bye. Bye.

My Angel miss road?😭😭🙈😹

Okay. So I can't say this enough, if you can make life better for yourself and your future generation, please don’t relent until you’ve tried your possible best in all legitimate ways possible.

One of my greatest fear is bringing a child to this world without being able to cater to all their needs. I honestly want happy and contented children who can live up to their full potential with many opportunities presented to them. 

I didn't struggle to gain admission but when I hear stories of people writing Jamb 10 times only to gain admission and graduate just to start selling Shawarma and running POS business, It breaks my heart. Like yooo, if we spent

 the amount of time we spent in school growing our businesses and learning a trade, we for don get millions for our account by now with 10 Branches growing and flourishing. 

But no, we had to go to school and become somebody in future only to realize getting A's and strong G.Ps does not determine who you will be in future. 

Hey I'm not saying education is bad. In my honest opinion it is overrated if you're not studying a professional course. Nna mehn,  that my Sociology wey I study na useless course for this country o😭😂. Although, I hear say, na this country sha, it’s not useless everywhere.  But for here mehn, just go and start selling Boli and roasted corn after you graduate. Although, I've gotten 3 jobs within the time I finished my NYSC till date and my current workplace is well known and pays an amount nearly worthy of a graduate but let's be honest, that's not usually the case of most Nigerians.

Let me take you all a little into Psychology and Sociology. Some scientists believe that it's our biological factors that shapes who we are as Individuals. Other scientists believe it is the external environment that determines our behaviour.

Based on my perspective, I think both external factors define our thought process and actions more than genetic. Yeah, some behaviours can be passed on genetically, but I believe our environment determine a lotta things about us.

Let's take Nigeria for example. I can bet that Nigerians who grew up and  were raised in this country are more likely to have trust issues than a Nigerian who grew up in the Suburbs abroad.

Now don't get me wrong. I'm not saying an average American can not have trust issues as well, but the number of Nigerians with trust issues are more likely to be on the higher side than foreigners due to the rate of crime and lawlessness in the country.

Let's look at the End Sars for example. I ain't tryna get into trouble, but we all know how the story went and till date nobody has owned up to take responsibility for the loss of lives last year. A country where the Government ought to be for the people, of people and by the people has become for just a few categories of people and that's just scary.

What made me even get to this point. 2 days ago. My younger sister was robbed at gunpoint in broad daylight.  Apparently, she entered a wrong bus and to be honest everyone was just glad she wasn't raped,  harmed or killed. Now she has phobia for buses.

Her case reminded me of a particular incident I faced earlier this year. All my account was wiped clean in my presence. All my savings left from Nysc, mehn, I wan cry. It was quite a lotta of money, cuz I landed from Abj to Lagos, as a big girl. I don't know how it happened, all I know is that I only started thinking clearly as soon as I was dumped somewhere. Now I have phobia for Cabs. What triggered my phobia for Cabs, was it biological factors or my external environment, it was definitely a past event.

So I feel when people overthink or get nervous, or are short fused or violent,  yes it's possible their parents were like that as well, but it was an event that triggered that behaviour flaw in that person.

When you think about the fact that you were born in this amazing country , coupled with the unending economic and political insecurity, and your Angel actually definitely deliberately dropped you here, it's enough to trigger depression. 

One  day you'll just start thinking 'is this what my kids will face as well? Mad! Mad!' I mean if I ever leave this country, probably to further my education or something or just maybe spend a vacation or clear my head or receive fresh air or whatever, no matter how little the time spent overseas is, I do hope I return a better person and something positive has changed the narrative of the country so that my generation can enjoy what I didn’t get to enjoy at least. 

What a crazy country. So I was going home yesterday from work and closed pretty late. As I entered the bus,  I just started panicking. My heart was beating so fast, I could hardly breathe.

 I looked around and saw only men around. This didn't make me any calmer. To worsen the issue, the last man that entered jammed the door. I zipped my back and held it so tight. I started wondering, 'is this where I'm going to bring my future kids into?' I alighted safely  but that feeling of insecurity will always be there.

It's not like there aren't crimes abroad. But there are systems put in place to ensure crime is curbed and minimized. There are CCTV cameras in streets that makes criminals feel they are being watched. Most employees working under the Government are motivated to want to protect their citizens.  Being an FBI is not just a means to survive.  It gives them joy.  They feel like heroes.

It's so sad that in this country, if you report a missing child, you will still have to 'settle' the police if you want your file to get anywhere. If you don't have money or connection, forgerrit.

I remember when my phone was stolen. I was gonna report it to the police, but after hearing the process involved and the fact that I still have to pay to file the report. I just lost the zeal and accepted my fate cuz I needed to save up for a new phone.

Even if you own a car, be rest assured you are not totally safe. A car owner is more likely to be appealing for robbery than a passerby. Infact, the more luxurious you look, the more appealing you look to robbers.

I've said a lot today, and maybe just maybe one day, Nigeria will rise again, but obviously not today. And when that time comes, I hope we will all be alive to witness it.  I pray we all get to  achieve all our dreams one day.  Till I come again, I remain your humble blogger. Lol. Nah. Scratch that. Lol. You’re Proud blogger . Kiss Kiss. Love y'all. Love and light. Peace Out!

To the other Gender!!!💞👑 Part 2

Hello Kings!

Yes o. E enter part 2, because there's just so much to appreciate about Men.

Most times when I hear ppl fight for gender equality i know it can't be possible because men and women are not equal and can never be. There are some things that men can do that women can't do. Nd of course we women have our strong points too that you all are weak at. But Like mehn, when I see you all lift bag of rice and heavy stuffs, I'm like damn, how can they be so damn strong. Lol. I can't😆😯😳.  You men  have my full appreciation  because it's not easy to be a man!. The society raises you all to a higher standard than us, that's why most times when men are at the top you just gotta respect it because you know they had to work their ass off. Like it or not, even if females get to be the president someday, I know that some of us will be voted for simply because we are women. This doesn't mean we aren't as capable to get the job done oh. It's just whatever comes our way, men have to work twice harder to get it. ❤️❤️❤️. And for that I respect y'all!

Lol. Yh...we are smart, quite alright. Altho some ppl dey open leg for lecturers in school to stay ahead of others. And even sometimes, when a lecturer is marking a script, he might be more lenient on the lady and harder on the guy🤣🤣😜😊.

Because he expects much more from you  because you're a guy, so he might hold you to a more higher standard than a lady. Because, generally, some men think they are superior to us in all ramifications. So if such a man is marking such a script nd it's a female's script, because he was already expecting less from our so called 'inferior brains', if he sees something that wows him, he will mark the lady higher, but if it's a guy, he might just be like, "he's a man, it's expected,' if anything I expect more from him!😎😁🤣🤣😘.

Although, I don't think this is right because mental capacity and ability to study hard has nothing to do with gender. But they won't let us rule the country for some reason. Lol, and I understand. It's fine.

Lol. If we had a female president today, she fit keep malice for 3 months and the country wee just be running on its own😆😁😌😵😂and none of the cabinet members will know what they did😂. The country go jes dey run on mood swings nd vibes. Maybe after 3 months, the country fit resume. Lol.. you go just hear say 'First Nigerian Female President sacks all cabinet members, Aso rock closed until further notice '.😁😎😅

Lol...Even when it comes to doing the deeds, guys have to work twice as hard.We get thrown bones from every angle. We don't even have to do anything just sit still and look pretty, but for guys a lot is involved. He has to be attractive, have money,  smell nice, speak good English,  have game, and this and that. Even the ugliest of babes can land a nigga. It's just she might not get face to face. He might do it from behind nd if he has to do it from front, lol, he go cover the face with pillow 😂😂. Yoo! I'm just kidding....We are all beautifully and wonderfully made by God and there's something special about each and every one us. There is nothing called ugly. Just different perspectives👓. Anyway before I deviate. Today's topic is men. Let's stay focused please😁.

I just wanna say Thank you to all the men I know for being a man, having broad shoulders, deep voices and tough skin. Thank you all for having this inner need to want to protect and provide always. Thank You all for staying strong and persevering even when it looks like all your efforts goes unnoticed. I acknowledge all your efforts and appreciate you all. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. Someday, someone is going to genuinely love and appreciate  you not just for what you have or what you can do, but for you who you are on the inside! Until then! Stay woke Kings! Till I come your way again, Love and light Kings! 👑❤💞💫💫💫

To the other Gender💞👑!!!! Part 1

Okay....Let's be honest. I think the most underappreciated gender are men. Like it's ridiculous. Hey, I'm a woman quite alright and I know we women deserve all the appreciation we get because let's be honest, it's not easy to be either of the genders but today I'm going to focus on only Men and I hope when you men get to the end of my write up, you will feel a tip of the appreciation you deserve to be getting from the society day in day out. ❤👑

Cheers to all you men out there, especially the hardworking lots! Y'all deserve more accolades than you're getting walahi.😢

Lol...I see you all frlz!😍😍😍! As in eh, seriously, You men have my full appreciation because it's not easy to be a man!  Life is harder for you all, and yet all your labours goes unappreciated, because  the society expects it from you all like that's  what you were born to do. But any little achievement from my gender, you will hear so much noise. We celebrate women's day like 100 times in a year and celebrate men's day like once in a blue moon. Why????

If the rate of suicide among men is going to reduce, so many things need to change in our rotten society. Men are human beings first👑👑👑. They should be seen and treated  for who they are and not only what they can do or offer. 💔💔💔

To me, everyone is worthy of appreciation.  Lol...This is why it will always be a man's world❤️❤️❤️, the society won't really hand out important things to us because they know some of us will simply have it because we are women. Simple. Not because we are fit. Even men don't like to see us women struggle or suffer, so even the men themselves who have weights will go out of their way to make sure we women are not burdened.  Small tears like this, a man will go out of his way to make sure they are wiped off. They want to see us happy all the time even though they carry lots of weights. 😢What is this gender please????💞

We hardly have female presidents or female governors because it's not easy to sleep or cry your way into those places. Hey, I'm not saying it's all women that sleep or cry their way to the top, all I'm saying is life is easier for we ladies than for the other gender. It's harder for men to sleep or cry their way into success than for we women, so you can be rest assured that any of their achievements which weren't done illegally were truly earned. 

I'm thinking na why we no see woman for the main 12 disciples crew, if Jesus say...'woman...pick up ur cross nd follow me, she fit tell Jesus say she dey her period, make he chill for 3 more days😌😵😉☺️😅🤣. Nd you can't even open leg or get all emotional for dt kind parole. So...no connection to enter 12 disciples league. Sorry. 

           Hey, like i said earlier i'm not saying this is usually the case! But..More often than not, we women can get away with what we want by simply just opening our legs.  This makes it harder for those women who are much more capable than even some men, who work their ass off as much as you guys to get to thesame place that men are. There will always be this doubt of our capabilities. 

So yeah. It's a man's world❤️❤️, but the society doesn't make the world easy for you all to live in anyway. And it's not even every man dt gets to enjoy success, just the strongest, fastest, bestest, bla bla bla. No wonder y'all are so competitive all d damn time. Mehn. Izzz nor easy to be a man😂👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑❤️❤️💥💥💥😍😍😍😢❤️💥💥🔥🔥🔥🔥. My full admiration goes to you all and you can be sure that you have a fan in the corner  cheering for you all and praying that all your dreams come to pass.

Please note, this post is not for all categories of men. Just the deserving ones. You know yourselves. All the scam artists, ritualists, kidnappers, thieves, robbers, and the likes, just sit tight and wait for your own post. If your head was already swelling, please return it to the normal size immediately.  To all my legally hard-working young and old men. You're too much! Keep it up! I am proud of you and I pray you all get to your destination! Till i come your way again! Keep Kinging Kings! You rock big time! From your biggest fan! Lizzy❤👐👑👑👑.

Diary of a Nigerian Babe 3

Hello guys. Been a rough couple of weeks. Busy with work and entanglements, ha ha ha,  haven't had time lately. 

Anyways......

Back to my gist.

So......after handling my first rejection from this guy I thought the world of, going though all the stages of rejection from anger to denial to resistance and then finally to acceptance, It took a long time but I finally closed that chapter in my life for good and finally chopped my L in peace😆.

I started working on myself, looking for ways to improve my value, reading books, before yunno it i was in a great shape mentally again. I knew my worth, I knew what i had to offer, how much of a Gift I was to mankind. I was no longer sleeping on a bicycle.

The guy who pushed me away came back into my life and we are friends again but plainly just friends of course cuz I really don't think exes trying to get back together usually ends well. I mean it's like trying to put pieces of broken glasses together again. Is that possible, yes, will the glass look thesame, no. Is someone likely to get hurt? Yes. Just my opinion tho, what do you guys think? I mean there was a reason we didn't work out in the first place right? So prolly, we just weren't meant to be. Thankfully we are still young and vibrant and good-looking with many other fishes in the sea to enjoy all of our awesomeness. 

I was so surprised about how far I had gone. From the agreeable nice sweet girl who would always say yes to the guy she likes because she always wanted to see him happy to the girl who put her own happiness first and couldn't care less if anyone left or stayed.

      Life was going great. I was breaking different hearts left and right  (Not proud of this part). I went to serve at the Federal Capital Territory, where I was just grooving with my dad,  who would drop me at work every morning before he went to his. My place of work nd house where within thesame environment sef. I was just chilling at Abj mehn,  then my mom and sis came to join us during the lockdown, with my mom cooking different delicacies and before yunno it, I was done with service. I was ready to take over the world. My dad got a good place for my sis to start work, I was expecting thesame thing to happen for me but Corona virus happened. And a lot of companies even retrenched their staffs. All the friends my dad gave me to contact had either migrated or were busy sorting out their post covid issues.

Fuel price was skyrocketing, Dollar price was nothing to write home about. The price of consumer goods and services was inflated. Even the Commercial buses fare was hiked. I chose to go back to Lagos cuz my mum nd sis were based there and I preferred staying with them than with my dad who was very much of a perfectionist. I was surprised when they said keke is no longer 50 naira. I was like waaat?🤣. Since when?

   Is this how I will be welcomed into the labour market? I asked myself. The first place my dad sent me to get a job, I got it but the job sounded tedious and I just wanted to be a baby girl living soft. See me still being choosy. I never knew what was coming my way. Anyways, I called my dad and told him I would rather stay at home. Lmao. I did. Got another one but didn't last one month there before they sent me packing, Lmao. Don't get me wrong. I did nothing wrong. I don't know if it was covid but they just started chasing all their staffs one after the other. Oh well. Here I am, few months later with another job. Been here for seven months now. I'm super grateful for it though, but nowadays I'm very confused about my Job description 😂🤣🤣. Today I'm working in customer care, tomorrow Content writer, next tomorrow Logistics 🤣🤣. But hey,  on the brighter side, it's a stone throw from my house and I spend very little on tfare. When i think about people coming from Isalnd to mainland everyday, mehn, I just have to be grateful. 

I guess the conclusion is this,  be prepared. You don't really know what the future is like. I wish I had tried my best to know maths cuz I remember writing Access bank Exam and failing woefully. I was of the right age, had the right grades, everything they needed, and call me cocky but I'm probably smarter than some that made it to the next stage, but it's just I never tried to improve on my weakness and that rejection mail really sucks ass 😁🤣🤣, no CAP. Oh well, my point is, just don't always depend on man or yourself cuz humans can disappoint, only God no go fall ur hand. Looking back,  I wish I learnt a skill in school or had started my own business. But I didn't think I would need to. I guess better late than never, cuz I'm learning something now. Still chatting with my dad's friends. One of them, Mr xxx, promised me a job in Dangote Fertilizer.  

But sir, it's been about 4 months already, shay the fertilizer has not finish fertilizing ni.😁🤣🤣

At the end of the day, this is Nigeria. Where who you know determines how far you will go. Mehn, the longer you stay in this country, the more you begin to realize that you need to get out. Because is this where you want your forthcoming generation to thrive? 😁🤣🤣. They will never forgive you.

I hope you enjoyed my write up guys.  Till i come your way again. Stay strong my fellow Nigerians! Peace and love. 

Diary of a Nigerian Babe (Part 2)

Okay...So back to my gist...., Lo and behold I became a student of the prestigious University of first choice. Unilag. Now somehow I still didn't feel like a loser throughout my stay in Unilag, because I was one of the top 7 best students again in my set. We were probably over 200 in our set. Not sure. As long as I always read, i always passed. So i finished school with a strong 2:1, very close to a first class with many hopes and aspirations to start life with. I was a good girl for the most part. Went to church, never missed classes,  always in front seats, I was now even privileged  to be a close friend to the best graduating student in my set and other top scholars. Mehn how did I get so damn lucky. Life was just pure bliss❤💦❤.

Everything was going great until I wrote my last papers . I met the other gender in my final year and started crushing but the heartbreak happened after school.  Great gender btw. I like that gender actually. It's just, once 2 opposite genders meet. Lol. Hmm. Lol. Hmmm sha. Okay, so let me tell y'all something real quick, fine boys are my kryptonite. I can sell all my inheritance and give to a fine boy, just to see him smile. Okay, that was then o. I'm woke now. But still, If i see a fine guy like this, Omo, my mumu button will just start turnioniown. 

So i met this fine guy, we vibed nd dated for a short while but it was on nd off cuz I obviously wasn't ready for dating so I somehow ended up self sabotaging everything until i broke his heart. Then ......he broke my heart back😭. It was all just back Nd forths until I sha chop small breakfast. I couldn't believe my eyes. I refused to accept the breakfast. In my mind, I i was like... Mehn. Me? My father's Princess? Royal treasure? Peculiar diamond. Chosen generation.... Heartbreak, Me? Lol... up till then, i couldn't relate to any negative word like failure, or rejection or heartbreak.  E just no dey my dictionary.

After i had my heart crushed by this fine boy for the very first time that was when it dawned on me for the first time in my life that I could actually lose in life.

Hey, don't get me wrong, he was a great guy. A sweet decent gentleman. Na me fuck up first before he na fuck up back but e sha pain me.  That was when I began to realize that there is something called failure, that it is possible to lose. My ego took such a serious hit at that time so, I didn't handle the rejection like a pro. I asked myself over and over again, that why would I be rejected, a Gem like me. Who throws away a Maserati? It didn't occur to me then that sometimes, you don't get rejected because you lack value, but sometimes it's just because you surround yourself with people whose sight are too dim at that moment to appreciate your value.Everyone is valuable and that someone can't see your worth at that time shouldn't affect your own ability to see your own worth. You are not using thesame lens with everyone. 

But like I said, I had never experienced such before, so i didn't chop my L and move on. Instead i was acting superstory up nd dan, and going all soft on the nigga, writing weird epistle. Instead of me to activate the Ice Queen in me. Lmao. That was how I became an hard girl anyway. But mehn. That's a story for another day. This was just my first taste of failure and I wasn't enjoying it one bit 😭😁🤣. Little did I know that there was more to come and Disney has been boboing me all this while. Talmbout 'Happily ever after'. Happily what? 🤣 Ogun kee happily ever after. If Hannah Montana couldn't even get happily ever after and Selena Gomez chop breakfast Las Las. Then who am I? 😭🤣💔💔.

Stay tuned to my blog. (To be continued). Till I come your way again.  Keep dripping.  

   

Diary of a Nigerian babe (Part 1)

Growing up for me was super chill. Based on the environment in which i grew up in, i had always thought life would be a bed of roses. My parents tried their best to shield me from the harsh realities of life. So growing up, life was basically all sunshine , flowers and rainbows.

There was nothing like failure or losing or rejection. Every thing I wanted, I got it. Every boy I liked, liked me back. I had passed my GCE since Ss2, just did My waec in ss3 to fulfill all righteousness.  Life couldn't get any better. My self esteem and confidence never took a single hit. I was one of the best students in my set. I was in a good shape mentally.  I felt like I was on top of the world and could achieve anything i put mind to.
 

Reality hit me first when i tried to gain admission into Unilag. Ha ha ha, unilag was like 'come and enter without knowing maths let me see you na'. Maths was my worst nightmare in school. I somehow barely managed to survive not failing maths in high school. Sometimes I failed woefully. Unilag put plenty of maths for me in post utme that my brain started over heating. English and other art sujects were my forte but somehow they decided to fill my questions with maths. Oh well, to not much of my surprise, even with a good score in Jamb, i wrote jamb again and sat for post Utme for another year. But I didn't still really know what it felt like to lose because my dad had already even started looking for a private uni to take me to incase my name didn't appear on the Unliag's admission list again. But of course after pulling some few strings and calling some of his friends in high places in Unilag he had a few friends he called in unilag and I was able to make it to the 2nd batch. Lol. I still didn't know anything about this life or what was coming my way ha ha ha....

(To be cont'd).

      

Lol. Shush eet❤

Okay so i think it can't be reiterated enough that we should be kind to everyone cuz we don't know what they are going through indoors. Sometimes ppl who smile the most have the most complicated life but they try to stay strong so you don't have to worry. That's true strength if you ask me.

I remember when I was battling ulcer during my Nysc days which was partly my fault cuz I didn't find joy in eating, I still don't cuz let's be honest  Nigerian food can be so boring and you can't be eating junks all the time cuz it's hazardrous health wise, but now I force myself cuz I learnt my lesson, lol, the hard way. If I might add. Lol.

So, my mum came over to Abj during my ulcer period, only to meet me so skinny. She was so angry at my skinnyness that she got really abusive. I'm sure she didn't mean any harm but I sure felt hurt cuz she will say mean things like, 'you look like you have aids' and all. Meanwhile i faked my smiles most of the time. I tried to be happy outwardly nd did my chores diligently. So they wouldn't figure anything out. I didn't tell her about the ulcer or any of my family members for that matter cuz I didn't want them to worry. I feel everyone already got their own issues they are dealing with so why add to it and raise their bp? Or Maybe it's just because I enjoy taking care of myself by myself and i don't like being babyied or being a burden to people. Especially with the kind of dramatic parents I have. If my mum found out, she would definitely overreact and start forcing me to eat 20 times a day while my dad who loves self medication would probably doctor me to death. He would buy the whole drugs in the universe and expect me to swallow it all. Let's not forget the deliverance my very religious parents will conduct for me everyday, the special early morning prayers and all that, mehn, my spirit, soul and body wasn't ready for all that.

So after I got diagnosed nd got medications at my dad's hospital which was for free, thankfully cuz of Govt. staff privileges and all. I took my medications nd went home. Started taking my drugs and avoiding every and any trigger. I still wasn't adding weight of course because ulcer is punishment walahi. They tell you you "must" "never" be "hungry" but ask you to avoid eating every delicious food known to man, how am I supposed to heal nd get fatter  without eating spicy foods, fried foods, jollof nd fried rice, chips,  chochlates, coke, citrus fruits, junks, e.t.c. Lmao. Jokes. Kuku say I should only eat only sand. Yet my mum didn't understand, she would mock my weight and then I would go into my room, lock my door nd cry myself to sleep every night. Battling both the ulcer pain and the mental injury triggered by my mom.

Anyway, after watching my diet, eating sphag nd rice without stew, yam or bread without fried egg, avoiding ice cream nd red meat,   drinking only yoghurt everyday, drinking plain okro and plantain water secretly, eating cabbage like a goat and finally praying nd fasting to God for 7 days which was very risky, I was healed nd till date she never knew I battled ulcer that was why I lost so much weight.

Anyway, my point is, when you see overweight or skinny people, or couples without children yet, or even ppl with lots of pimples, it could even be belly fat or a bald head,  if you don't have anything else to say, staying mute will be the greatest kindness they will receive from you I assure you. Stop asking triggering questions. Stop body shaming or broke shaming ppl. Some comments aren't necessary tbh. Don't be the reason ppl go into their closet and cry. And if you're going through any battle you're fighting on your own. Stay strong warrior. Tough times don't last forever, I promise. God's gotchya!

Till I come your way again. Stay kind nd Stay strong dear Kings and Queens.  Xoxo. Queen Elizabeth the 3rd❤.