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Becky With The Good Hair. pt1

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Zack was everything I ever wanted in a man.  Dating in my city can be an extreme sport. Tell me I am not the only one who adores couples at the malls, holding hands and walking side by side. Smiling at each other, and us, by passers! I mean, love is beautiful. At some point, that was me and Zack. Zack was my man. I was the luckiest girl in the world, okay, maybe I am exaggerating. However, if you had bumped into me and him on our way to dinner, you would have certainly agreed with me that I was indeed the luckiest girl in Nairobi! We all know that Nairobi is the ghetto when it comes to dating. Remember what Bensol said about Nairobi? Anyway, no bad vibes here. Back to me and my Zack.  He was contemplation & enthusiasm, well mannered, a gentleman; my gentleman, had a home in the leafy suburbs, a nice car; ok I don't know much about cars but the one we used was a black Audi. He was everything, in a good way😚. This man gave me queen treatment. Speak of random flowe...

Short and sweet

Hi Bestie, I found this on Tick Tock recently, thought it would be helpful to be constantly reminded of the following...   The biggest mistakes come from too much talking; be more silent.  Do not make debts, or you will be a longtime slave. Do not make money number 1 especially not in your 20s.  In business, in street and in jail cooperation will bring you more power and confrontation . If you want to make it big, find a mentor, not for weeks but for years. Not great ideas make success only success makes success. So be successful in small things then use it to build next bigger success.  The world is small, you will see people again, that's why its important to always show respect.  BE HONORABLE. 

Big Sister Advise

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  LET GO ; Let go of people, of habits, of anything that no longer serves you a greater good.  You cannot control other people's actions but you can control your reaction to them.  It is okay to not be okay, its just not okay to give up. If you need help, ask for it, ain't no shame in the game if you do.  We are all broken, nobody's life is perfect.  To get respect, you gotta give respect. Know your worth and never settle. Never make decisions when you are angry and never make promises when you are happy.  "I'M SORRY" are some of the underrated words in the English vocabulary, use them often.  Learn to Forgive; not necessarily for the people who wronged you, but for YOU. FORGIVENESS IS HEALING . By not forgiving, you are only allowing those people to continue hurting you.  Always treat the cleaner with the same respect you give the CEO  If nothing changes, NOTHING CHANGES 

REMINISCING

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“The sun is hot out here,” she said. It was back in the day, 2016 to be precise. I was in high school and we had gone for a Breast Cancer awareness conference. After the event we were going round different stations set by the organizers speaking to experts about the dreaded topic. We had to make the most out of this once in a life time opportunity.   If you were in a boarding school, you definitely know how hard it was to step out of school, especially during third term. But here we were, at the famous KICC. Walking on the same ground with the elite and the “who is who” of this country; the women rep, ministers and the president. It was an amazing experience. In as much as there were many schools, I couldn’t help but noticed the national schools, wait, I always envied students from National Schools, especially those from the Kenya High School (My dream school) and the great Nairobi school; which my then boyfriend was in. For some reasons, I always felt like I was in the wrong...

The Diary Of A Depressed Girl.

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  Dear Diary,   Loyalty, honesty, and vulnerability. Why am I like this! Perhaps it is because of my rough childhood, or maybe because I am a loner, an introvert who loves to do things on their own. I have built a wall that no one can climb. I feel safest when I am alone and I am the kind of person that loves to create a safe environment emotionally from people that are close to me, especially friends, rarely family. I am the weird child, the one who is never seen, leave alone talking and holding conversations. Ask me about everyone else but me. Am I really this damaged? This cold? This afraid? Today, I got a glimpse of my other side, somewhat my hidden side (Shadow). The side that is toxic, and very narcissistic. You know, they say that people who are kind and pleasant have another side that is equally extreme. I didn’t believe this until today. How did I end up here, how can I be like this?  Am i this ugly? How did i get here? “Self-awareness is like an onion....

Keep on keeping on!

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I hope you live your truth ; I hope you give yourself a chance to try, I hope you know that not having all the answers is okay and the uncertainties of life is what makes life worth living. I pray that when all is said and done you will clap for yourself and be proud of the man or woman you’ve become. Life is beautiful, but its more beautiful when you are in it. Stay strong, stay hopeful and take it a day at a time. I am here for you.  I’m learning that life gets better. That as much as it may be unbearable sometimes, that life is still beautiful. There will be days when literally everything is working out, from family, to the relationship with the love your life, from school or the corporate world to your finances and from your siblings to your best friends. Days when it feels good to be alive and you are somewhat sure of the path you are in. And when everything is fine, we are happy and we are on top of the world. Life is great at this point.   But then. there are days ...

Good old days.

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Up until today, I still can’t believe that I can actually love someone to that extent. You see, we didn’t plan to be best friends, no, fate brought us together. We shared the same birthdates, our sisters went to the same high school, we had quite the same taste in boys, we both loved hard. Our friendship was magical. We understood each other. Heart to heart sort of thing. During the holidays, we’d meet up and go for lunch in the busy restaurants of Nairobi.We loved to dress up and take photos. We talked about anything and everything. We didn’t judge each other; we couldn’t talk behind each other’s back. She was my sister. We laughed until our stomachs hurt, cried together when one of us was hurt. We had big plans after school. However, things started to go downhill. We stopped calling each other every day, stopped tagging each other on social media, we became secretive and distant. Our other “friends “started to tell me about things she said about me and vise versa. We hit rock bottom,...