JUST THOUGHTS...

So guys, this is actually a very interesting topic for me because I've been on both end of this, i'm sure a few of us has. I'm currently seeing a soap series called "Rumor Has It" and it really got me thinking; There is this character called Femi. Femi came into the show as a funny and romantic guy but turned into an obsessive freak very quickly and this got me thinking...  How do we know when love turns to obsession and even after we know, how do we walk away without causing any permanent scars. I once dated a guy who was crazy, crazy obsessive. I was not his first, he had dated a few others before me but i remember feeling like he was a learner because he was somewhat naive to a lot of things  that guys his age should be aware of. He was actually my first but it seemed like i knew more about relationships and how to treat a partner better than he did. Don't get me wrong though, he was  sweet and romantic, maybe even too romantic. He was faithful, lovin...

i was 7 when I first felt the touch of a man. At the age of 9, I knew what sex was. Though I had never experienced it at the time but I was well aware. Sunday’s were considered play play day for me and my siblings, we stayed in a face me I face you compound somewhere in Lagos and on sundays my parents would go for their Sunday meetings after the morning mass. Sunday’s were my best days because I was so sure my parents would come back home with lots of  goodies, mostly biscuits and groundnut at the time. My dad sometimes came back with garden egg and fried chicken and I and my siblings would fight for the larger share. My parents were very well known in their meetings, they must have been a part of three or four different meetings at the time and they both held positions in most of these meetings. Sometimes, they would host meetings too at our house and i loved that the most because my dad would buy lots of drinks and mumcy would cook very delicious meals. Oh how I loved Sundays...

Hi Guys, so I finally did it. It took a lot of self encouragement, encouragement from friends, bathroom talks and well,  good internet connection to actually pull this off but mostly it’s all by God’s grace. God’s Grace!!! What does that even mean? I used to ask myself this exact question a couple of years back, I remember asking myself this during one of our morning devotion . My mum kept preaching and emphasizing on how God’s grace is the ultimate, the key to success... and I remember thinking to myself “🙄, like God’s grace would work without hardwook.” Silly me! Have you ever been in a situation where you feel like nothing is working out in your favour? Ever gone through an heartbreak and felt like ‘ damn, I’m never going to get over this’ ? Have you ever lost someone and it hurts so bad, you think you would never be able to smile again? How did you come out of these? Guess you will say ‘time heals all wounds’ yea? Well, yes it does but not without God’s grace, never witho...