Please be gentle with the adults who seem to have their lives together. Some of them are fighting battles they don't know how to explain. Some are trying to find themselves while giving everything they have to the lives they are building. And some are simply tired of being strong
Et si ma plus belle rencontre était finalement celle qui allait m'obliger à faire le choix le plus difficile de ma vie : celui de mon propre bonheur ?
Parce qu’il y a des rencontres qui font battre le cœur… et d’autres qui changent à jamais la manière dont on comprend l’amour.
We plan a lot of things but in the end life follows the script written by God.
We dream, rush, worry and still everything unfolds exactly as he planned.
Every delay has a purpose, every detour has meaning. Because what’s meant for us will definitely arrive on divine time.
A man will put a woman through hell and still expect her to stay, while telling his mother, sister, niece, or daughter to leave a man who treats her exactly the way he does.
The hypocrisy is breathtaking. He just doesn’t think the same rules apply to him.
In Cameroon, 7 women killed in one week is not just a statistic; this is a national emergency.
Femicide is becoming dangerously normalized, and behind every number is a life, and a family brutally cut short. We cannot keep calling these “domestic disputes” and move on.
Many people say that not every blessing has to be financial.
When you’re living in poverty, though, you tend to see things differently.
Yes, money isn’t the answer to every problem, but having enough of it certainly makes life a little easier.
Violent men are seen as Men.
But when women are violent, society is quick to call them bitches, witches, hormonal, dramatic, or unstable.
If violence is going to be normalized for one gender and weaponized against the other, then let’s stop pretending the standards are equal.
They say Blood is thicker than water.
What exactly makes blood sacred?
Is it the surname?
The borrowed face ? The history ?
Or have we mistaken familiarity for love?
#Life_goes_on
Sometimes, I dream of him. Maybe that’s what the night is for, to give us a chance to meet again with the people we love, the ones we can no longer hold in our arms but can never stop missing.
#StagesofGrief
I honestly don’t think there’s a weirder feeling than acting like everything is fine with someone after discovering something that completely changed the way you see them.
You smile, you talk, you carry on—but deep down, nothing feels the same.
#ProtectYourPeace
The world tells you grief gets smaller.
What really happens is that you grow around the hole it leaves behind. The hole never truly disappears you simply become stronger, wider, and more capable of carrying it. The grief doesn’t shrink; your life grows around it.
#Griefjourney
One of the hardest lessons I have learned as an adult is to keep showing up, no matter what you’re carrying.
Do it when you’re sad.
Do it when you’re exhausted.
Don’t let anyone disturb your peace. Protect it for the sake of your sanity.
Life doesn’t pause to spare you.
#Growth
Everyone grieves differently. Some withdraw, while others seek companionship.
Some need silence, while others find comfort in staying busy.
There’s a moment in every grieving process when we can make a choice.
#stagesofgrief#Life_goes_on
Beaucoup de personnes recherchent dans leur relation amoureuse l’amour paternel qu’elles n’ont jamais reçu. Elles aspirent à se sentir protégées, valorisées et aimées. Mais lorsqu’on attend d’une personne qu’elle guérisse toutes nos blessures, on risque d’être profondément déçu.