Author: Koya Nkrumah
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When Did I Become Everything to Everyone and Nothing to Myself?
Ever felt like you are the one everyone calls when they need help? The one who can be relied on to show up – but the same people never show up when you call. The strong one who carries everyone silently – the one who is fatigued and carries a sense of sadness no words…
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You’re Not Stuck. You’re Afraid to Leave.
You feel stuck… like no matter what you do, your life isn’t moving. You want progress — you see the milestones others celebrate and you want them too. But no matter what you do, you continue to celebrate others’ milestones while nothing seems to shift for you. You would give anything to see the progress…
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You Can’t Go Back to Who You Used to Be
On a quiet commute, I found myself asking a question I couldn’t ignore: what is the point of all this? What followed was a slow, uncomfortable unraveling — one that forced me to confront who I had been, and who I was no longer willing to be.
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You Already Know What You Need to Let Go Of.
You already know what you need to let go of. Not because it’s broken, but because it’s costing you more than you’re willing to admit. This is a reflection on self-loyalty, quiet truths, and the strength it takes to release what no longer aligns—even when your heart is still holding on.
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Mother’s Day Is Bigger Than Biology
Why a woman’s worth cannot be reduced to whether she has children. Recently I was reminded of something that has stayed with me. In an online space, someone tried to shame me for not being a mother. To be honest, the comment itself did not hurt me. I have reached a point in my life…
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The Making of a Double Standard
Five years later, we are still reducing women to numbers while men are applauded for the same choices. A woman’s worth is not a body count, a rumour, or a label. Until we confront the double standards we have normalised, we will keep confusing control with morality and shame with virtue.
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The Strong Black Woman Is Tired: Why Survival Is Not a Superpower
“Help me.” From the outside, it looked like strength. Inside, it was survival. In this piece, I reflect on the hidden fatigue behind the Strong Black Woman label and what it means to stop performing resilience for the comfort of others. If you’ve ever been the one expected to hold everything together, this reflection is…
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The Direction of Our Outrage
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.
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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.
Koya Nkrumah 