Mid 20s Crisis

Mid 20s Crisis

Hi there! Welcome to my rant. I've been in the middle of a mental break down the past few weeks. Worries about my future mostly. I feel I'm not successful enough for someone my age who spent 5 years on a degree that is loved but doesn't pay enough. Did I make a wrong career [...]

What if.

What if.

Ever wanted to be a different person just to test waters? To see what it’s like to be a person you knew and admired? What if you had the chance to start over, would you take on a different personality? A couple of years ago, I had an opportunity to move cities for a year. [...]

Social media rant

Social media rant

Okay if you have no intention on reading a rant, kindly spare us both the negativity and stay away. It's been less than 24 hours since I reached home from a very fulfilling, soul enriching trip to Egypt. I'm sitting with my parents, showing them a few tiny things I picked up for the house [...]

Not All Men.

Not All Men.

Imagine a basket of shiny grapes, go ahead and pick out the sour ones by plain sight. **** I was 7. Cycling with a friend on the street where I lived. "Heyyy, sexy. Get in, will you?" You said cruising past me repeatedly in your yellow Alto. Sexy. I was 7. "What does sexy mean, [...]

Body Shaming

Body Shaming

Don't call them fat We've heard them say But the thin ones, Aren't let away. 'Skinny bitches', One of many names. Our character decided, By our body frames. Boys like curves, Go eat some more. We're forced to eat, Till our stomach's sore. Don't wear that dress, Cover up those bones. A childhood spent, In [...]

Straps.

Straps.

Straps. Shush, my girl, It's an open trap. Your modesty is, Hanging by a strap. Tuck it away, They shouldn't know. You wear one, But it cannot show. Don't say the word, It's not allowed, They'll shame you now, And call you flawed. They've forgotten Where it all began The woman came, From the side [...]

Time.

Time.

Some time on hand, Do you have to spare? All you need to do, Is show up with Care. Millions of children, Didn't have it like you. But you can make a difference, In the lives of a few. The gratitude is, Oh, so rewarding. It's time you tried it, The clock is ticking. That [...]

Blurred Faces.

Blurred Faces.

Somewhere whilst growing up, our faces blurred out. Our personalities lost within, our sharpened bodies. Nurse brings in the new born. "What was your first born?" She asks the mother. "A boy." The mother replies. "Congrats! your family is now complete." She says, handing over a baby girl. The mother smiles unaware of this social [...]