Finally, before I log off, when I see Nigerian gender wars, I just laugh.
You think you hate Nigerian women because they’re this and that. Women think Nigerian men are the problem. Meanwhile, na bad governance dey do una.
Everybody is in survival mode. You can barely meet someone your age, fall in love, start from nothing and build a life together anymore. Love is now competing with the cost of survival.
Women are becoming more financially dependent on men because opportunities for financial independence are shrinking. Men are under enormous pressure to provide in an economy where they can barely provide for themselves.
Meanwhile, the elites ’ children are still hitting all their milestones. Falling in love, getting married, buying homes, having children and building their futures.
Their children are living their lives while you’re putting yours on hold.
But instead of questioning the system making life difficult for both of you, you’re busy fighting gender wars.
Na bad governance dey do una, but una dey blame each other.
In the end I believe there is nothing we must do to be loved. Those who truly love us see beyond what we are. They see the goodness beyond our flaws, and tenderness in the places we have learned to hide. And those who do not love us will never be satisfied by all the ways we try to change.
You must believe you are special. Then go so f*cking hard, for so long, with such violent refusal to accept any other ending, that reality itself starts running out of ways to tell you no. Wage a daily war against the ordinary outcome until the belief you invented from nothing, alone in a room, has been hammered into the world so many times that it stops being a claim and becomes reality.
3 things i desire in the next 1 year:
1. a job i genuinely love.
2. enough money to live comfortably and travel.
3. a healthy, fulfilling relationship.
Look at me. (Cupping his face in my hands)
Do you like the way my pussy makes you feel?
🥷: yes….uhh
Me: Tell me.
🥷: I love your pussy mama
Me:Good boy. Say it again…🙃