I love writing down the random thoughts that pop up Writing it down proves I'm not crazy They are normal daily experiences we all deal with
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While trying to belong, we often become smaller versions of ourselves quieter, safer, more acceptable more likeable. But if acceptance requires your silence and deprives you of your authenticity, is it truly belonging? What you change or hide to fit in is often what makes you real. Is it really worth it at the end of the day?
A child grows up protected and hidden from the ugly truth. Passion in our country is nothing but a laughable topic, a statement made by a clown. In country where even the rich are barely surviving, the rest are left prioritizing survival. Every job, every skill, every connection made roots back to survival at the end of the day.
In many African societies, marriage is more than a personal decision, it is an expectation shaped by tradition and reinforced by society. What is often presented as cultural pride can quietly function as control, guiding women toward a single path while limiting their freedom to choose otherwise. From subtle questions to direct pressure, the message remains clear: a woman’s worth is tied to her marital status. Yet culture, no matter how valued, should not exist beyond questioning. “What we inherit, we must question.” When expectations replace choice, and tradition silences individuality, it becomes necessary to ask whether culture is guiding lives or defining their worth and limits.
In a world where stories of sexual violence or assault are common, a regular occurrence even, the greatest danger is not even the assault itself, it's the growing numbness that allows it to thrive and continue. We hear these stories so often that it becomes normalized, dare I call it an expectation. Calling it an expectation feels evil and exaggerated but it's the reality we don't want to confront. Desensitization may feel like protection, but quietly and eventually, empathy things down, victims become even more silent, healing becomes a farce, almost impossible a feat. Pain normalized makes victims question their own realty, witnesses who begin to care less. Healing CANNOT exist without feeling, confrontation and loudness. The same way justice cannot survive without compassion. To confront sexual assault effectively, society must resist the urge to become indifferent and nonchalant about these things. We must choose to listen, validate, actually care and choose to fight. What we stop feeling, we stop fighting and that in itself is a cost too great to hear. Call it a sin even.
Conversations about gender no longer feel like conversations, they feel like a forbidden topic. Nothing to be tampered with. Somewhere between feminism, masculinity, and the weight of societal expectations and responsibilities, men and women often meet each other in the middle with defensiveness rather than understanding and connection. It is tempting to reduce this tension to something simple, almost careless even: that we just do not like each other. But that explanation feels too easy, too shallow for the tension so deeply rooted. What exists between genders today is not pure dislike, but something more complex and more dangerous. "Mistrust". It is built quietly, through repeated experiences and scenarios, cultural narratives, and unspoken assumptions and misunderstandings. Over time, this mistrust hardens into distance, and that distance begins to look like indifference or even hostility. We stop listening, we stop bothering, we choose not to care anymore, not because we have nothing to hear, but because we have already decided what the other side will say. This is where the real conflict lies. not just in hatred, but in the belief that establishing understanding is no longer possible. Deemed useless.
Between silence and expression, every thing in your life is tested. Every relationship and every opportunity. Avoidance may shield, offering temporary solace and peace, openness may expose, yet both reveal what truly matters. How we respond and when we respond shapes whether relationships endure or quietly unravel, or whether opportunities linger or skip us by
Not everyone goes into college and comes out the same. For each person, there is a story to be told, a milestone reached and a struggle faced. It's not just about a degree you get at the end of the day, it's about how you go in and how you come out. Do you come out okay?. Surviving college is not a a small accomplishment. It is a proof of endurance, hell yes it's a win
Adulthood has its own fair share of burden . We are expected to start a life, build a family, provide for that family and others around you all while being kind, compassionate and loving . The pressure build down gradually even on the subconscious mind. You are given responsibilities you're not ready for and friendships you're not prepared to keep. Along the line you lose some and you gain some. Again who teaches us how to manage these ties and connections that come into our life
