You wake up to boil water. Your prepaid meter has finished. You switch to gas, only for the gas to finish halfway through.
You abandon the water, dress up and enter keke. The man tells you the price, and you negotiate it down by ₦100. You enter, only for the keke to tear your shirts.
You get to work, do your 9–5, and spend half the day wondering how the salary they pay you will ever make you a millionaire.
You return home, load ₦1,000 prepaid, and the meter gives you 6 units. You stand there wondering, “But last time, this same ₦1,000 gave me 7 units. Wetin happen?”
You manage to eat the leftover eba and soup from yesterday, lie down on your bed and start pressing your phone.
Suddenly, the phone slips from your hand, falls to the floor and the screen cracks.
You just stare at it.
No tears. No anger. Nothing.
You simply start laughing.
See you = see madness.
I’ve entered a Restaurant with my girl.
Saw the menu, told her let’s go Somewhere Else.
Like 3 Waiters approached me and asked why I was leaving so soon.
I simply said, “I can’t afford it”
You must learn to Decenter Shame, it’s your money.
One time, 24 years ago, I got really drunk and a fat girl had sex with me.
I am now officially revoking my consent to that encounter.
I was raped.
I will be writing a book about it.
"How a whale harpooned me: One man's trauma"
How is the world ever going to see this?
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Everyone, they’re killing Christians in the city of Kaduna and no one is doing anything about it.
We need help!!!