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Men, I want you to understand that loving a woman is not enough reason for you to marry her. Ask yourself the following questions and genuinely answer them before you put a ring on that finger.
Does she respect you, especially when she’s upset or emotional?
When she’s angry, does she communicate or try to make you angry too? That moment reveals her true character. Watch it!
How does she behave when you’re not around? Is she loyal to you even in your absence?
Does she constantly seek validation from other men just to feel good about herself?
Does she treat you with kindness even when both of you are quarreling?
Does she stand with you or turn against you when times get hard?
Can she admit when she’s wrong or is she always playing the victim?
Does she give you peace?
Can you afford her lifestyle?
Does she see doing chores in the home as slavery?
Does she believe that intimacy in marriage should always require consent?
Does she respect her parents? Does she respect older people who aren’t related to her?
Answer these questions without bias and do the right thing.
Shalom!
I remember not talking to my then partner over a very little misunderstanding.
We didn’t speak for a whole day. I was crashing out while all he cared about was a Barca match.
I finally summoned the courage to call because I couldn’t bear it anymore. All he said was, “I’m not angry with you, I’m actually fine.”
And I felt so bad because… what do you mean you’re fine?
He broke up with me almost immediately after, over nothing. It was so easy for him. Very easy.
God forbid I marry a man who chooses silence over communication. It feels like emotional abuse. As someone with severe anxiety, silence automatically makes me feel hated or unwanted because how can you say you love someone and still shut them out completely?
People who give silent treatment don’t always realize how deeply it hurts others. There are certain things we really need to unlearn, not because it’s convenient, but because we shouldn’t unintentionally hurt the people we claim to love.
I just wanna be rich but not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
This babe said she wants the type of guy that would ask her if she is free in 2 weeks because he wants to fly her to Dubai and fly her first class. She said any man that flies her economy is a useless person.
Such a person cannot love you and has zero desire to love. This performative love that is Instagrammable is delusional.
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There is a lady that loves Malta Guinness. My guy bought her two crates and she melted in his arms. I know another one that loves avocado and anytime her man buys avocado for her, she lights up like a child. True desire!
I always wonder if you people don't enjoy life's little pleasure. Don't you have something that you genuinely enjoy when nobody is watching? You see that mama that sells ewa agoyin and soft bread that you enjoy, tell your date you love her food. You love climbing trees and plucking ebelebo, tell your person. You enjoy the silliness of solidifying milo and chewing on it like a snack, tell your person. If you're afraid to tell your person what you really enjoy, it is not love. 1Jn 4:18 says "there is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."
Try to enjoy things that do not require external validation. A girl saw a public proposal and she spoke out that if she doesn't get something like this, she is not accepting it because she does not deserve less. Her friend asked her, would you be okay getting it if you won't have to post it on social media and she said No. So it is not that she actually likes it, she just wants to pepper people and get validation. Some of the thing you people crave, you do not really care about it. You just feel like it elevates you in people's eyes.
Don't murder the child in you trying to live up to external validation. Do the things that make the child in you, light up.
One of the harshest truths in men's lives that nobody talks about is that they're literally living in an "emotional desert."
A girl might get a hug, and a genuinely sweet word, and deep emotional support from her friends on a completely ordinary day.
But a guy might go a whole year without anyone touching him, even a simple touch, or asking him if he's okay or not, or saying a word of sincere appreciation to him.
We've built a society where a man doesn't feel that natural human warmth unless he's providing something for his life partner.
Otherwise, it's like he doesn't exist at all.
Watch lots of Hollywood movies. Read lots of foreign novels and books.
Talk like the characters you watch in the movies and the books you read. Mimic their speech patterns.
Engage people in conversations. be confrontational. be intentional with speaking English.
Finally, be curious. Research every big grammar word or phrase you come in contact with. Find their meaning and use them in writing and conversations.
Write everyday. Read everyday. Buy books
I read all 90 James Hadley Chase books, along with other books. And I read EVERYDAY.
This is what I did, and it worked for me.
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
My home will never smell of cigarettes.
No one will be yelling angrily or throwing things in my home.
In my home, no one will go to sleep crying.
In my home,no one will be disrespected.
In my home,no one will get mocked.
In my home,alcohol will never be an excuse.
In my home, my children will not be afraid of their father.
In my home,there will be equality
In my home, no one is going to bed hungry.
After death, what's next? Nothing. Silence. The end of your story whilst everyone else continues reading theirs.
We think about money, power, cars, houses, promotions... What about death? We avoid it. Like it's negotiable. As if we have some special arrangement.
Let me tell you something uncomfortable. Right now, as you read this, your body is dying. Slowly.
Every second that passes brings you closer to the moment when your heart stops and everything you've ever worried about becomes completely irrelevant.
You will die. Not maybe, not if. You will. DEFINITELY.
And when that day comes, all the money you killed yourself working for, the people you left behind will spend it. The business you sacrificed your health for, someone else will run. That house you stressed over, new people will move in.
Your body will decay. Your skin will rot. Your bones will break down. From dust to dust.
But here's the part that pains me. People know this. Deep down, everyone knows. Yet we still destroy each other for money, power and things we cannot keep.
A man poisons his brother for the land he will leave behind. A woman ruins her friend over a man she will one day bury or be buried by. Someone scams an elderly man of his entire savings. Savings that won't save him from death.
I'm not saying don't work hard. I'm not saying don't build wealth. I'm saying whilst you chase all of that, remember you are temporary. Your money is temporary. Your power is temporary. Everything you think is permanent is actually borrowed.
The only thing that outlives you is what you did to people. The lives you touched. The kindness you showed. The character you left behind.
Honestly, on your deathbed, you won't care about that contract you won. You won't remember that argument you had on X. You won't be thinking about your cars, houses or investments.
You'll be thinking about love, time wasted, people you hurt, conversations you should have had, and forgiveness you should have asked for.
Death shows you what actually mattered. And it's never the things we spend most of our lives chasing.
So after death, what's next?
For you? Nothing. Your story ends. The people you stepped on? They continue living. The wealth you gathered through wickedness? Someone else enjoys it.
What remains is the impact. The truth of who you really were when no one was watching.
This isn't to scare you. This is to wake you up. Right now, you still have time. Time to choose differently. Time to love harder. Time to build something death cannot take.
The grave does not care how much gold you buried others to collect. It only asks: what did you do with the breath you were given?
INALEGWU.
There's a quote that I heard from this Muslim man, which I absolutely loved. He said, If you visit someone's house and they open their door to you, and one of the first things you notice is the dust on their chandelier, the dust on their TV, the dust on their table, don't ever go back to that person's house
Not because their house isn't clean, but because your heart isn't clean.
Because someone has opened their house to you, their home to you, their space to you.
They could cook dinner for you, give you food, shelter, laughter, whatever it may be. You're sitting there noticing the dirty coffee table, the one plate in the sink. You don't deserve a friend like that. If you're a judgmental person, stay home. Because true friendship is not about judgment. True friendship is about two hearts connecting and being there for each other.
That's how we shall see people, know people & keep people.