Even when my miracles don't come,
When it seems like blessings are delayed,
Whether You say yes, whether You say no.
Halleluyah will never cease from my mouth.
I lied.
I love deep conversations.
I love talking.
I love people who say “thank you.”
I love attention.
I love people who care too much.
I love being an empath.
I love love.
I don’t like nonchalant people.
I don’t like inconsiderate people.
I don’t like feeling confused about how you feel about me.
I once dated a lovely Christian sister for about three months. She was kind, caring, and very passionate about her faith.
One day, I casually told her over the phone that you don’t really have to scream during prayers before God can hear you… and I even joked that if we were abroad, we might get arrested for noise pollution 😂
That innocent comment somehow became the beginning of our misunderstandings. I tried begging, showed her scriptures that we don't have to let others know what we are even praying about. I made her realise I am not against praying loud, but we shouldn't do it inconvenience others.
She started to see me as not spiritual enough to be her husband so she ended things with me after so many back and forth.
Fast forward about 11 months later, she reached out again… but by then, life had already moved on beautifully. I had met another beautiful Christian sister who doesn't scream unnecessarily while praying and we got married.
The end.
Having an elder brother working in same sector as you is a cheat code.
I had a presentation last week and my brother sent me a comprehensive and detail report on the topic, I was wowed❤❤
Engr. O. A Akintola for a reason 🙌🙌❤
When I was 20, my 24-year-old boyfriend broke up with me because he said he needed to “grind.” I wasn’t billing him, stressing him, or placing any responsibility on him. I genuinely loved him and supported him. He told me he needed to lock in then he ghosted me.
Four years later, he’s 28. I’m not mocking him, and I truly wish him well, but the truth is he isn’t doing better than me. There’s no visible evidence of the grinding he left me for. He’s admitted multiple times that letting me go was the worst decision he made. And honestly, he’ll never find anyone like me again.
I pity you if you leave your genuine babe to grind rubbish.
This is exactly how it starts
The “I’m trying to settle in” lines.
He will eventually settle in and then realize it can’t work with you being in Nigeria.
Trust me, I’ve been there.
Candid advice, change that “heartbeat” and GIVE UP.
I won’t say more than this