I’m 23 today. I’m not going to lie; I’ve been dreading this day a little since I turned 22. It’s also why I’ve been in hiding for so long. It just feels like an odd age, and I’m not fond of odd numbers.
2024. Happy New Year!
It may be February 1st, and I may have started this randomly the night before, but afehyia pa from me and my blog. I’m taking a page out of my mum’s books as she’s one of the people who will say Happy New Year to you just until Easter. I always used to pester her… Continue reading 2024. Happy New Year!
🎂Cheers and tears to turning 21 and officially adulting now.
If you’re reading this, then I’ve already turned 21 and officially adulting. It’s a new milestone in my life, yet it feels like any other day.
I never wanted to be the “trailblazing” firstborn
Let’s stop over-glamourising being the “trailblazing” firstborn. I think I fit into the perfect image of the firstborn every parent wants. I don’t like it.
How did we get here?
Fear is something…
I had a solid plan for my introductory post. Yet, the moment I started to write, I hit a blank. I didn’t feel like I needed to do a tell-all anymore. It seemed unnecessary. The whole essence of this blog is to be a testament to moments when I overcame fear in the past and how I’m now intentionally living to embrace opportunity and failure.