“How dare you talk to her, you’re my friend!” She screeched.
“What do you mean?” I said feeling utterly confused.
“You’re my friend only! It’s stupid that you’re talking to other people. So stupid!”
I gaped, “Are you for real?” I moved closer and lowered my voice glancing around the school hallway hoping that no one had heard her. “Why is it stupid for me to have other friends?”
She stepped closer and narrowed her small beady eyes, “Because you’re my friend and no one else should be. You’re not allowed to have other friends! Do you understand?”
“I’m not allowed?” I laughed; sure that she was teasing me.
But she didn’t smile. Her thin lips pursed.
“You’re crazy!” I moved back and noticed for the first time how much like a snake her dark eyes were.
How had they become friends anyway? Had she always been this creepy?
I took a deep breath, “I will have as many friends as I want, so deal with it!”
“You’ll be sorry.” She seethed.
I watched her storm away and knew that she meant every single word.
A shiver ran down my spine.
This was going to be a hard school year.
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“I am not here to make friends ”
That was my go-to line when I first moved to Australia in 2015 when my best friend would ask me why I didn’t want to socialize with anybody at Uni or anywhere else. I had made it very clear to her that I came to Australia just to study and then return to my home country Malawi to settle down.
3 years of studying certainly brought that statement to life; I went to classes, the library, and then home. My routine never deviated from this; I had made up my mind that making friends was just not what I was here to do.
This statement was like a shield around my tiny, fractured heart, it was the layer of protection I needed to tell other people and myself that I was “okay” on my own. Beneath that protective layer of words, was a scared little girl. A girl who had trusted and been let down. A girl who had opened up and had the door slammed in her face.
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Who am I?
People say who is she?
In this world of change
I stumble blindly
I keep trying to find myself
But something I can’t do
Is ignore the worlds rules
That say you can’t be you
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In today’s age we are constantly reminded of what society deems as sexy
or body confidence. However, their version of sexy is always changing causing
more confusion for those who are trying to attain that level of approval.
Most media outlets show us that the less clothes you have on the more
confidence you have in your body. But do we really need to be showing more skin
to feel sexy or confident in who we are? We don’t think so! There are so many
other things that can define your sexy other than showing more skin. That’s why
it is very important to find what makes you feel sexy and not what the world
says you should do to feel sexy.
The bible tells us in 1 Timothy 2:9-10 “I
also want the women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, adorning
themselves, not with elaborate hairstyles or gold or pearls or expensive
clothes, but with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship
Continue reading “Redefine Your Sexy”