When a violation occurs, the direction of our outrage reveals our values. This piece reflects on consent, digital harm, and why women’s bodies so often become the focus of public shame instead of the exploitation itself.
Decency Is Not a Reward for Compliance
A brief moment of dignity in a Ghanaian market stayed with me — and what followed after I named it revealed a pattern I could no longer ignore. This reflection explores entitlement, rejection, and why loneliness is so often framed as mystery rather than consequence.
The Dignity of Bitterness.
When women speak honestly about disappointment, imbalance, and loss, they are often branded “bitter.” This essay reflects on how that word is used to silence women — especially those who dare to warn others from lived experience — and asks what we lose when we refuse to listen.
When Discipline Becomes the Only Language of Love
We often grow up calling pain “discipline” and fear “respect.” But what happens when humiliation becomes the language of love — and we carry that into adulthood? I wrote about a story that stayed with me for years, and what it revealed about how abuse shapes what we tolerate. Change begins when we name what shaped us
What Childhood Friendships Taught Me About Adult Boundaries!
A reflective essay on friendship, attachment, and self-betrayal — and what it means to choose connection without losing yourself.
The Discomfort of Becoming: Why Outgrowing Yourself is Necessary.
I used to mistake the discomfort of growth for losing myself. But I realized: I wasn’t losing who I was—I was shedding what I had outgrown. If your cocoon no longer fits, this reflection is for you.
Aim at Nothing, You Hit Nothing: Why Alignment Matters More Than Goals
A single line from a film stopped me in my tracks: “Aim at nothing, and you hit nothing.” Not because it was profound — but because I finally understood what it wasn’t talking about. This reflection explores why aiming inward matters more than New Year goals.
Choosing Joy on My Own Terms
For the first time, I didn’t feel like I was on the outside looking in. This Christmas, I didn’t perform joy or tradition — I chose to be present. What I found was a quieter, gentler kind of joy that met me exactly where I was.
When the Year Ends, Capacity Matters More Than Productivity
As the year draws to a close, I find myself thinking less about achievements and more about capacity. About how much this year has asked of us — emotionally, mentally, quietly. Life doesn’t always slow down just because the calendar says it should, and many of us arrive at Christmas more tired than festive. This … Continue reading When the Year Ends, Capacity Matters More Than Productivity
When Family, Forgiveness, and Christmas Ask Too Much
A reflection on no contact, protection, and choosing peace As Christmas approaches, I’ve been thinking about family — and about the expectations that quietly come with this season. I recently came across a clip online where the topic of adult children choosing to go no contact with their parents was being discussed. The responses were … Continue reading When Family, Forgiveness, and Christmas Ask Too Much
Koya Nkrumah 