Love Letters from a Suburban Girl to the World

Love Letter #52 | Jump!

In the end, you are the one who will have to jump. No one can jump for you. Yes, your encouragers can jump with you but unlocking your awesomeness is your responsibility.

Love Letter #51 | Point Blank Period.

Let us vow to rewrite the period narrative for our daughters and nieces. Let us alter the period conversation with our mothers, aunts and grandmothers. Let us insert the conversation into the chatter with our male friends, our brothers, boyfriends, uncles and our fathers.
Boys get the transition through their “rite of passage” with much more guidance and encouragement than girls do. Let’s change that reality. Girls ought not to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed to talk about their periods.
Point blank period.

Love Letter #50 | Distractions — Determination – the abyss of the black mirror

We get so caught up in our world of the internet and the ever-looming black mirror of our screens as we look in and become consumed (mostly by silly and mind-warping matters). So much so that we can’t be bothered with our everyday lives and must-do work because it is among the boring and mundane.

Love Letter #49 | Baking under the influence

All our actions happen because we are under the influence of something or someone. Whether or not we’d like to admit it, it is the truth.
There are people, concepts and other living and non-living influences that impact (whether positively or negatively) the decisions that we make daily.
It might be a role model, a point of view and it might be vices such as alcohol or drugs.
The onus is on us to determine whom and/or what is good for our lives in any given moment.

Love letter #48 | Fried ripe plantains

And, in order for me to achieve my goals and see my dreams unfold, I will endure burns and go through some level of pain – whether physical, mental or emotional. It’s inevitable.

Love Letter #47 | Seriously Speaking

What we should do is take serious matters seriously and attempt to help them fight for the cause they defend. Additionally, instead of finding the lighter side of every mispronounced word, phrase or sentence, we need to recognize that the illiteracy problem the nation faces gives rise to such phrases as “deading” and “the bus can swim” and the acquired accent that has given Mr. Clifton Brown the wrong form of popularity.

Love letter #47 | “Bad lucked”

We invest in the lives of others and we welcome them into ours – so much so that the relationship doesn’t blossom with symbiosis (which is often evenly yoked.)
You’ll find that you’re pouring continuously from your cup without refill and then realise (when it’s too late) that you’re on E.
We become blinded by people’s and/or a relationship’s potential and what they could be or should be so we stay with that idea of the person or the relationship.