Growing up, I suffered from crippling low self-esteem. It dictated and controlled every aspect of my life, from how I thought about myself to the way I thought about and reacted to everyday situations. My thought processing was severely warped and irrational. Low-self esteem can lead to self-destructive decisions such as...
Once the cracks could no longer tolerate the embarrassing naivety at which I was handling my daily life affairs, it finally gave way and erupted into a volcanic explosion; giving way to what came to be the year 2018.
Nigeria reminds me of that classmate we all knew back in secondary school; the one who was simply naturally enviably clever. They could very easily achieve whatever they set their heart to - Downside being, they never put in the effort required, because all they cared about was the instant gratification!
As I sit in anger, my mind can't help but reminisce on that one time, where I was accused of being a 'third wave feminist'. I use the word accuse, because this male, threw the word at me as though I should be ashamed of it.
"Hey sis, how do I become like these women?" I swift my gaze from my phone to hers, and analyse the pictures being displayed: Successful women. My mind in a spiral, I wonder if I should give her a cliché response. You know... one of those typical quotes you see floating around the internet that we all love? "Comparison is the thief of joy" etc?
I can recall walking past River Island and TopShop with longing eyes, knowing that at the time I couldn't quite afford their trendy clothes, but not ceasing to try them on in the changing rooms and taking mirror selfies - yearning for the days where I could comfortably fork out £40 on a pair of good quality jeans.
When I began blogging I was advised to be very consistent when writing content. I agreed to this, and dedicated myself to writing a blog post once or twice a week. Clearly, this hasn't quite gone to plan.
Have you ever looked in the mirror and wanted to change something about your appearance? For me that has always been my weight. The heaviest I've been on the scale has been 8 stones (50kg) and this didn’t even last two weeks before the weight dropped back down again. It’s a struggle. From secondary school… Continue reading Body Image Struggles: Weight Gain
As much as I'm all for women empowerment, I can't help but feel that often times we are our own biggest enemy. Although I may be biased, I strongly believe that it's a prevailing issue. A very good friend of mine worded it perfectly when I asked for her opinion on the topic: "I feel… Continue reading Myth: Why Do Women Tear Each Other Down?
I used to think that in order to attain happiness, I had to first of all achieve certain milestones: graduate, pass my driving test, buy my first (or second) car, move cities, be promoted..I was therefore left somewhat baffled when even after having accomplished all these goals, the euphoric high only lasted a short while.… Continue reading Beware of Destination Addiction!