It’s the 31st of December, 2022 and the weight of the year is still heavy on my shoulders. I can hardly shake it off as I have four reminders – work related, racing against time to complete all till I can finally breathe a sigh of relief, till I can finally say, I am free.
I look back on my year 2022 and can barely recognise myself. I started the year hopeful, grateful for a new beginning and ended the year numb. I am numb in my feelings, in my spirit and I can’t even bring them out and examine both on a slab.
What happened to me, you might wonder. The short answer, I mixed up with the wrong people and gave them access to hurt me. I still carry the scars, but if there’s one thing that will not be following me into 2023, it will be the pain the bore those scars. I am leaving the ghosts of past hurt behind. They have made me small, tried to steal my joy…and my voice. But no more, Toke said Gbera dide (get up) and I copped that. Beautiful Vanessa deserves so much more and she has a lot of opportunities to explore in the coming year. Here’s to 2023! 💋
I’m going to leave you with this lyric from Mountain by Waje; If you follow wetin dem talk you no go make am at all… Take from that however it translates to you, goodbye 2022!
Love and Christmas✨
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