Tag: love
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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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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.
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The Cost of Being a Black Woman Who Speaks Up
What Is It About My Anger That You Are Afraid Of? My anger lives in my throat. Not because I don’t have words — trust me, I do — but because I have learned what it costs to use them. There are things I wanted to say, things I should have said, moments where my…
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Why We Sing ‘R-E-S-P-E-C-T’ But Rarely Give It
Aretha Franklin gave us one of the most iconic hits of all time. I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s had a solo concert moment or been on a dance floor shouting out, “R-E-S-P-E-C-T, find out what it means to me!” It brings up joyful memories for many of us—but lately, I’ve been thinking…
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Would You Stay If Your Partner Lied About a Whole Child?
African social media has been on fire these past few days — all thanks to a chaotic video involving a Nigerian couple and their deeply complicated family drama. The video sparked fierce debate online, dividing audiences around the world, and after reading countless comments from both sides, I just had to share my take. Because…
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Sisters, Not Rivals: Why Women Must Stand Together
In April 2021, I posed a question on this blog: Are women their own worst enemies? My question was fuelled by an incident in Sri Lanka, where a beauty pageant turned into a public display of jealousy and aggression among women. That, along with personal experiences, led me to consider whether women truly worked against…
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Embracing the Present: Lessons from My Year Off
It has been a while—indeed, it has. When I hit “publish” on December 31st, 2022, I didn’t think it would take me over a year to return to this space. But life, as it often does, had other ideas. The struggle to come back, to write as consistently as I once did, felt like…
Koya Nkrumah 