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The diary of the “other woman”:

He was kind. He was fine. He was my dream man….the perfect dream. Wait. I asked and he told me. He was married, but…. ‘I don’t understand her anymore’, that’s what he said… ‘Oh! I’m sorry’, I told him, and he said ‘Not to worry, we are working on it’. We became best friends. He was my arm. One date. …

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IDENTITY

Hey dear, You are beautiful and you matter and God loves you. And that’s the real truth. God loves you. Honestly, I struggled with this truth. I felt like everyone else was better, was doing better, deserved better and God loved them more than me. Social media was my mirror, and everytime I scrolled, I wished and wished and wished…. …

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THE BEARDED ARTIST,

It had to be the butterfly. I stopped because of the butterfly. Mr. Sola was also staring at it, and we had a brief talk about the butterfly and its life struggle. ‘It started ugly you know…and it used to crawl….now it flies and has magical colorings on its body. It’s beautiful…Seasons could change, and with God, there are beautiful …

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Under the blue blue sky,

Just reflecting on our world….its amazing. Under this beautiful sky, there are more than 7 billion of us humans, excluding animals and micro living things…Over here, in Nigeria, right now, its day and the sky still wears its shade of blue..but somewhere else, others are saying goodbye to day and still, others are welcoming the arrival of a new day. …

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Homework is no fun,

“ ‘Homework is no fun. Mama, work is no fun’, that’s what Isabelle told her mom”, Aunt Chi said comically. ‘What!’ I said, amidst laughter. She continued, ‘Can you imagine? We’ve been trying to get Isabelle to do her homework and she’s refused. At least, she is wise enough to know that homework isn’t interesting…My tiny 3 years old is …

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Approval Addiction: He Called Me Ugly

A snippet of my Journal entry on 09.03.16 “Dear God, Thank you for today. Thanks for laughter, life, protection, work, family and friends. I feel sad though. One of Vivian’s NYSC acquaintance said I wasn’t fresh like his ‘NYSC girls’. I looked old and ugly and not to standard. He actually looked me in the face and said that…and I …