Writers Crib

Everyday of my life I strive to be better, to do better and to improve from where I use to be to a step closer to where I really want to get to. Its a tiring process I must confess. Along the line, depression sets in , frustration and a whole lot of ugly looking scenarios raises its head. Phew. Living is a hard thing to do. Its been about four months since I ventured into a new career path, maybe one day, I'll write about it, my journey and the people I met in the process of becoming a tech woman. I haven't really achieved so much for a woman approaching her mid twenties 😂, its a worrisome age for me, you know, 25 and still very single. The pressure of getting married begins to sink deep, I really don't know what age 25 has to do with getting married 😣. The society I come from thinks 25 is the ripe age for marriage, well, I dunno. I remember saying I wanted to be married at 22, raise a family on time and retire at an early age with businesses and investments workin

 When I tell people I am not a 'feminist', they go 'you can't be serious' on me 😂. I have a very small circle, my circle knows how much I try to work hard and try many other stuffs too. So with that, the 'she must be a feminist' becomes the line on everyone's lips. I. Am. Not. A. Feminist. I am first human before anything else, and I've grown into the understanding that I have a right to my choice, not yours or any others but mine, my own choice. Right to make my own decisions and live by them. I am a woman who will gun for everything that pleases her. How people see this as being a feministic nature is something I don't understand. I understand women have been put in places where they shouldn't be, that we have been placed below the belt, that our strength has been undermined and our lights dimmed because we are women. I also understand that the surrounding in which I am raised see's women as weaker vessels, that we shouldn&

Lately, this has been the trend, depression then suicide. The first time I wrote about depression, I didn't know what it meant to experience depression first hand. Okay, over the years, I've been worrying myself out, 2015 was one of such years, I was just worrying and not suffering from depression, but in 2018 February, I went through the very first hand experience of depression, so yes, I've been there and I can talk about it. When I first wrote about depression, I didn't think depression was enough reason for anyone to take his or her life (it still think its not though). But yeah, people go through a lot everyday, like every damn day! No, its not right to throw blames at them, no, it's not okay to become a judge and passing judgement like 'she shouldn't have killed herself, he shouldn't have jumped into the lagoon, yen yen yen!'. Social media has made it a point of duty for anyone with an access to the internet to become Lord and saviour ove