Dad was exceedingly brutal on my body, man. Sometimes the beatings were spread out, sometimes bundled in a week. He’d hoist my tiny body to the air and throw me to the wall, like a ball. Only I couldn’t bounce back. He’d stomp his feet on my head like he was eliminating a snake. He’d […]
The first time I had sex I was 20. With 5 years’ experience in masturbation. I got an STI. She manipulated me into sleeping with her. With mandazi. Yes, mandazi. I was a nervous wreck in that bed. Called me a coward for not ejaculating inside her. It hurt. But I was used to insults […]
Daddy and me, first years Unspoken traumas. When I was 5, daddy would put me up on our living room table whenever he was home, switch his Sanyo radio on and ask me to dance for him to soukouss and rhumba hits. We took evening walks around the neighborhood, visiting his friends’ houses while holding […]
Introduction Lately I’ve been pondering over the oppressive laborious weightiness of creating healthy relationships in the world today. Anywhere. At the workplace, in school, at home, worship places, etc. It seems to me that when we come down to it, the unprecedented chaos, bangarang and bedlam the world’s bleeding from at this present moment stems […]
How much about your mental health do you know? I’ll tell you one thing; both birth and death are painful. In between them is a window of opportunity. A moment in space where you exist in the physical realm. We all get different time. Some stay for hours, some days, some for years. What do […]
Cutting my father off has been one of the most excruciating decisions I’ve had to make. I used to wait and wait for better nights when he’d come home with a smile on his face and sit us down and tell stories from his heart and embrace us and teach us things fathers teach their […]
