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Time heals? I dare to disagree with the statement "you'll heal with time". Yes, maybe for physical pain but emotionally, its a no. Healing is a process of recovery or restoring and it will only begin when there's a sense of awareness. The awareness that there's a wound. On discovery of the wound, there are two choices that present themselves to you by default. Revenge and healing.. But I'd urge you to choose healing, for when you choose healing, It isn't always an easy journey but it is rewarding to the soul. If you choose revenge, your whole life will about that, your pain will blind you. how to hurt that person and when you finally do, you will hate yourself because you just hurt another, and you're not different from them.. #cogitateonthis Please I will like to hear your comments and subscribe if you want to

Last thoughts Wasn't that what I wanted to escape from this world of pain into the great beyond. But why was I gasping for air? Why did I suddenly want to wait a little more? Why was I fighting to stay alive with every fibre of my being as the chemical ruptured every of my internal organs? I wanted to cry out "Lara! Where are you? Help me"... But I could only think, the words wouldn't form, as I slowly faded away.

Welcome to the world In a place filled with warmth, probably 37° Celsius, surrounded by nutrients from that environment. Calm and kicking unaware of what happens outside this environment.. I savour my atmosphere day in, day out 😊 but on a certain day I feel turbulence around my walls, a little shaken, my skin is exposed and I am sliding down through an opening, with each movement, there's much more turbulence. I'm finally out, I see moving and talking bodies, I wanna ask "where am I? How did I get here?" But what comes out from me is a shrill cry. The people rejoice and reign blessings on me. I looked at where I came from, she look exhausted, they say she is my mother and I say "thank you mama" with another bout of crying. The people reign blessings on me. I can exactly make out what they're saying but I hear something like "U khion ọmọ dan" I'm puzzled, kicking slowly and drifting into sleep. I wake up in the arms of a man not too thick but solid, with warm eyes displaying calm affection. he looked so proud.."I'm your daddy!" My lips curved in a smile in response to what he said But then he went silent and I beheld his eyes as he rocked me back and forth. "This the world!" Forgive me for I may not say this as many times as I should after today because the busyness of this place can sometimes make you trivialize priorities.... When you meet wicked people, don't be in despair, there are much more kind people. You would encounter pressures from all sides either to give in or give up but then there's beauty and there's Chaos. Chaos because everyone, everyone including your parents will want to give you an identity that isn't yours. In trying to resist it, you would get whipped, so hard, you want to die. You will fall, but this is beauty; when you fall, you'd rise, rise again, recovering your identity and owning it. You will exist and you will also live, though Living isn't easy but it's a worthy cause. Welcome to the world Son.

The myth about introversion and extroversion There's a popular misconception about introversion and extroversion, which s attribute shyness and being antisocial to introverts while extroverts being loud and outgoing. Well if you're among the percentage of people who still define it this way, there's going to be a shift today! Scientifically, the difference between an introvert and extrovert is in their response to dopamine. Dopamine is a neurotransmitter in the brain, it is released when you're expecting a reward or when you're anticipating pleasure. In extroverts, there's a high threshold of dopamine while introverts, have a lower threshold of dopamine. Psychologically, it is focused on their energies, what thrills individuals, What satisfies them e.t.c. Suffice to say that, an introvert is someone who prefers his/her alone time and enjoy solitude. An extrovert prefers to be out with friends and gets energy from being around people. This doesn't mean an introvert is antisocial. Introverts can go for parties and social gatherings, talk to people but when they get home, they need time alone to recharge. Extroverts can be quiet too only they feel more alive when with people and most times, they are usually the life of the gathering. However, sequel to my previous post, there are persons who are extroverted but they find it difficult to relate with other people, this shouldn't be confused with introversion or extroversion. Seek professional help so you can live fully. Introverts can be entertainers and public speakers too, extroverts can also maintain solitude. Introversion and extroversion is more than behavioural characteristics, it is a function of energy. I hope this enligthens someone today😊 Please like and also comment If you have questions.

Social phobia Social anxiety is a mental disorder in which an individual fears social and gathering and anything that has to do with people. It is more than being an introvert. An introvert is simply an individual that prefers his/her company to social gatherings. That is they get charged up or more excited when they are alone than when with people. We can say social anxiety is an extreme case of shyness, I mean everyone gets a little jittery at the sight of new people or performing on a stage but when it distraught your daily activities, then social anxiety is lurking around. When you have a social event, you could stay up all night worrying about your appearance and what people might think of you, this might go on for days or weeks even leading to restlessness. It could be stuttering or unable to converse with strangers, fear of being left alone in a party, avoidance of social situations that leads to interactions. This is far more different from being an introvert or being quiet. An introvert may go for a party and interact with people but a person with social anxiety wouldn't want to go for a party because of phobia or when they eventually go for the party, they sit down and stay alone suffering and feeling lonely. Mind you, they may be extroverts who feel energised by social situations but because of the phobia, they sit and stare, wanting to get involved but not moving. Social phobia is detrimental as it can disrupts your life activities, seek professional help if you notice symptoms. You matter🤗. Please like and comments, I'm interested in your thoughts.

Invincible War It rained cat and dogs from the noon time towards the evening, heap upon heaps of dirt lay along the road, from wherever the flood swept it, the ground was wet and muddy. Goosebumps rested on my skin, It was a cold night, I had just finished talking to my family about the need to persevere in tough times and was heading back to the room. My mind took a walk down the memory lane as I lay on my bed to sleep, through the period of war when I was a child.. On one of such days in the midst of bubbling activities, an insane rumor had spread like wild fire in the community of Abor; the rumor made some people laugh, some others shivered in fright and left majority wonder in amazement because it was ridiculous to think that there was a flu that made brothers behave like strangers. The industry of Abor soon returned as it occupants were courageous and hardworking admist them were farmers, hunters e.t.c the preposterous rumor wouldn't stop them. "Let every man that hath ear, let him hear" I could hear the town crier's voice from a distance without making sense of what he said. The sun beat us down while we removed patch of Earth from the Yams we rooted that day. "Let every man that hath ear hear" the voice of the towncrier was becoming audible and he passed his message. Silence filled the air, the weight of the news was too heavy a burden to bear tears filled my Papa's eyes, he was close friends with the chief. Chief Nzor kicked the bucket before the first cock crow; he died of the flu. For the first time, Abor began to acknowledge the existence of a flu that seemed like a joke; the village became cold, fast becoming a shadow of itself. Every Man with his household prayed to his chi and offered sacrifices to the high God pleading with him to keep the ailment from him and his household. They tried to appease the high God because many thought "it was the end of the world". No bubbling activities with your neighbor, or handshake with your brother, fear and terror rose upon the land.. Our crops suffer the heat of the sun, rotting underneath the Earth. All who defied the rules died after a period, more people died of hunger than the plaque. It was war, only it was without spear and guns, it was invincible. But in the midst of all this was a lifting in our hearts, one that looked death in the eye and uttered "where is the sting?" We recognized the terror of fear and confronted it with the courage that filled our heart, but most importantly we learnt to share ourselves with other's when we could because it was the best to offer. How exhilarating it was that in the midst of a plaque, Man could survive, thrive anywhere around any circumstance. I know this because my father learnt how to build objects with the dust of the earth and other families in the community did more amazing crafts This is why I said to my Family that cold night "we may have be on lockdown but we can't be locked down" because in the midst of all the hopelessnes, there is a tunnel leading us to light. Please like, comment, I'd like to hear your thoughts..😊

All writers are mad You heard me right! Being in a plethora of emotions can make you behave abnormally, because there's little or no composure this is to say you're caught in the moment the feelings last. Madness is relative, but to what degree can we begin to separate being mad from being mentally deranged; insane.. Don't we all get mad sometimes? In a sea of emotions, like a teenage boy infatuated or a Man in a state of dilemma. The Writer has alot of motions going in his head like the different characters in a movie, prose or play. He is caught in a sea of emotions smiling wildly and sitting for hours, sometimes pacing up and down to get all these characters to come alive and he becomes all e.g the hero and Villian of a play before you watch it on the screen. Tell me what's more crazy than that 😄 or narrating and explaining a scene in your mind but waiting for hours before you make a sentence. All these take a toil on him physically and mentally, leaving him in wave of emotions but the difference is that he creates beauty from the craziness and leaves you in a frenzy where he wants you to be With these characteristics, can't we say "all writers are mad"? Well, mad but not insane.

Choose your "alone" Being alone and being lonely are different things, overtime isolation and solitude have been mistaken for the same things which is not correct. Isolation is a state of being lonely while solitude is a state of being alone, you may wonder where am going with this Loneliness is a feeling of sadness when you don't have people around you, Alone is simply being without company. A person can be alone and happy, enjoying the company of his/herself Isolation can also happen when a person has a contagious disease like the case of the Corona virus. In this case being isolated is for a good cause otherwise it isn't advisable. Individuals who isolate themselves tend to have social anxiety or depression which is a harmful state to the human mind as it can lead to dysfunctionality or even suicide. Being around people isn't exactly a cure for loneliness because you can have people around and still feel isolated. Learning to appreciate yourself goes a long way in dealing with loneliness and all that it brings. Solitude is filled with positive thoughts and may lead you to ecstacy; the monks practice this alot, they call it meditation. Isolation is filled with negative thoughts of worry and sometimes self loathe which can lead to depression. Choose your "alone", are you in solitude or isolation? I hope you'd learn to appreciate yourself more and shun isolation.