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Some days can be so heavy.

​ I have this habit where even when I feel down, I try not to dwell on it. I don’t let it ruin my whole mood. I’ve learned to move past things that make me sad pretty quickly, especially when I’m outside. I just push it to the side and focus on something that isn’t falling apart. Because life can be tough, and if you keep your eyes fixed on the harsh parts, you will end up bitter. That was me today. I was really down until I called my bubugaga. We talked for over an hour, debriefing and unpacking everything that had been weighing on us. What stood out to me was how light I felt afterwards. It was like a rush of relief, like the fog cleared a little, like I suddenly had room to breathe again. The call didn’t hand me solutions to the things troubling me, but it made the load feel lighter and the overwhelming feel a little less suffocating. Dearest reader, sometimes all you need is a good laugh, a silly joke, a therapeutic conversation or even just a one hour call. And maybe you are wonde...

THE SOUND OF MY VOICE

​ I made a huge discovery today and I’m so excited about it. Follow the story… I have always had a thing for spoken word poetry. I scribbled poems growing up, listened to Huwa on repeat, but somehow I never had the voice or the facial expression for it. I still remember my first real attempt. It was horrible, honestly. My friends didn’t want to hurt my feelings because they knew how much it meant to me, but deep down I cringed every time I came across that video. It amazed me how I could write something so good, yet ruin it completely when it was time to present it. But one thing about me is that I never stopped writing, and I never stopped jumping in front of the camera to test my facial expressions. And then today it hit me. I no longer cringe so hard when I watch my recent videos. I was editing one earlier and I caught myself listening to it on repeat. My sister walked past and said “It’s only Huwa’s poem you listen to on repeat,” and that’s when it struck me. I have fallen in love ...

Aluta Continual

​ Aluta Continual On today’s review of the book Personal Branding by Kenrick Urhefe We are currently on chapter three, and this chapter focuses on “Creating Your Personal Brand Step by Step.” Just as the title suggests, it breaks down the process into clear, practical steps that show how to build a personal brand, what it requires, and what it truly means. One striking line says, “Your personal brand is how the world sees you and what you stand for.” With this in mind, you must intentionally craft an authentic story and presence that communicates your values, skills, passions, and the ways you can solve problems for your audience. A few highlights that stood out for me in this chapter include: * Be specific about the audience you want to reach. * A powerful brand story humanizes your brand and makes it more relatable, because people naturally gravitate towards what feels human. * And most importantly, building a personal brand is a journey. It calls for authenticity, consistency, value...

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​ Did you watch the series  Vikings ? I can’t say I really did, although I painfully sat through a few episodes. You know how being the last born means you never truly control the TV remote, especially when you have older brothers. That is how I endured the insufferable torture of watching  Vikings ,  Dominion ,  The Originals ,  Vampire Diaries ,  Naruto  and the rest, when all I wanted was to watch  Barbie . Still, one memory from  Vikings  stayed with me. My sister and I were talking about it this evening, and it became even more interesting as we reflected on it. It’s the story of how Athelstan, a devoted priest, slowly shifted into a glorified pagan simply because he began living among pagans. He was captured, yes, but he wasn’t mistreated. Ragnar, a pagan lord who genuinely loved him, wanted to learn his ways, to understand his God, even hoping Athelstan would convert him. But instead of Athelstan converting Ragnar, Athelstan himse...

​ You know the set of people that scare me the most? The ones who can easily withdraw affection. One moment they are warm, attentive and sweet, and the next moment they turn cold or outright mean. Then you start asking yourself if their kindness was ever real. Were they genuinely nice, or did you just imagine it? I understand being upset. I understand taking space to breathe. But a complete 360-degree switch in attitude because of a disagreement? How do people like that sleep at night? I have this friend, Ava, and whenever we had a misunderstanding, she would become so mad and so cold. It was never just a simple argument. It always turned into emotional winter. I would try to lighten the mood, crack small jokes, or ease the tension, but she would not budge. It felt like war for her, and until I apologized or tried to fix things, she would not return to her normal self. Dearest reader, sometimes the emotional distance people create says more about their inner battles than about your wor...

​ There are some habits you don’t really need deliverance from. Lol. My phone has been bad for a week now, totally gone, so I just abandoned it. Fortunately, I was given one of my boss’s phones to use for the meantime. The phone was way out of my league, but okayyyy. Now, I have this habit I’ve been trying to stop for as long as I can remember, but it has just been part of me. Whenever I’m walking, I’m always on my phone. Always. I’ve had several accidents because of this. Is it the time I fell into a gutter? Or the multiple times I’ve almost been knocked down by a vehicle? Or the countless times I’ve bumped into strangers? “Favour, stop pressing your phone on the road” is something I hear all the time. It’s almost as if whatever I’m attending to can’t wait. But here’s what I recently learned: just about anything can wait. With this new phone that isn’t mine and is way out of my league, I haven’t been pressing my phone on the road at all. A neighbour even noticed and pointed out my lat...

Pain…

​ ⸻ In the words of Augustus Waters, “Pain demands to be felt.” They say time heals all wounds, but how true is that really? Do we heal with time, or do we simply forget with time? The mind never truly forgets. What it often does is push painful or threatening memories out of conscious awareness as a form of protection. The memory is not gone, it is only hidden. In psychology this is known as repression or dissociation. Time does not heal most wounds. If anything, time distracts us long enough to make us forget for a moment. That temporary forgetfulness feels like relief, a brief escape that can become addictive. I know someone who struggled with addiction for years. She lived with a condition that caused constant, overwhelming pain, and this led her to rely heavily on medications. She would often say, “For a few minutes in heaven, I am willing to spend the rest of my life in hell.” No matter how much time passed, she never grew used to the pain. She simply learned to live alongside it...