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When a Man Cries!

I won’t lie—my writing mojo had packed its bags and gone on an unapproved sabbatical. The other day, Diana texted me, clearly unimpressed, to ask why on earth I’d gone months without giving you guys something to read. “We’re starving here!” she said. I promised her I’d write something soon, but if I’m honest, I had no idea when—or even what—I’d write about. But all credits to Wanyama for this one. You know, the kind of conversation that derails your train of thought but somehow manages to put the wheels back on track? Yeah, that’s the one. So, here we are, all thanks to Wanyama—because if there’s one thing about him, he has a knack for stirring the pot and getting my creative side in motion. For some reason, many believe that men don't cry. Or maybe it's that men shouldn't cry. Perhaps, as some might argue, men were simply not meant to cry. I find myself both agreeing and disagreeing with each of these notions in equal measure. There are moments when holding it in is ...
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You Can’t Pour From an Empty Cup!

In today's fast-paced world, a lot goes on, and sometimes we get so caught up in responsibilities and the demands of daily life that we forget to take care of ourselves. Recently, stress, anxiety, and emotional exhaustion have reached all-time highs. As a result, self-care has become not just a buzzword but an essential practice for sustaining mental wellness. As a mental health counselor and founder of Akilispace—an initiative aimed at promoting mental wellness among young people—I’ve seen firsthand how neglecting self-care can lead to a rapid deterioration of our emotional, physical, and mental health. Self-care is not a luxury or an occasional indulgence; it’s a necessity for everyone, regardless of age, background, or profession. It requires an intentional approach to engaging in activities that promote overall well-being, with the goal of restoring balance in our lives. Why self-care? Personally, I believe self-care is the foundation of mental resilience. Taking the time to ...

So, how much do you want us to pay you?

  HRs, hebu kuja hapa, kwani hamna budget?  Anyway guys, if there's a question that sends shivers down my  spine, aquestion so terrifying that it surpasses the dreaded, "What are we?" that you might get from that lady you picked up from the club last month, then this question is none other than: "So, how much do you want us to pay you?" Now, I don't know about you, but I've found this question to be a source of great anxiety. It's like being asked, "What's your deepest, darkest secret?" but in corporate jargon. Why does it have to be this way?  Imagine it: you've aced the first few rounds of interviews. You've researched the company, prepared your best "what's your greatest weakness" response (spoiler: "I'm a perfectionist"), and worn your "hire me, I'm smart and also very nice" outfit. Then, it happens. The HR smiles at you, takes a sip of water, and drops the bomb: "So, how much d...

How Did We End Up Here?

I know, it feels like I’ve taken a million years to get back to you. But hold up, guys—you can’t stone me for that! I was in love . If you were in my shoes, trust me, you’d get it. But don’t worry, I’m here now, flipping back to the pages we once shared. It was one of those whirlwind romances—full of light, late-night talks, and endless inside jokes. They built their love on shared dreams, stolen glances, and Ed Sheeran’s lyrics playing softly in the background. Everything seemed perfect, as if the universe had handed them a script destined to last forever. It was love in its purest form, a promise to grow old together, laughing through the wrinkles and savoring the slow passage of time. But, like many love stories, cracks began to form. Slowly at first, almost invisible. Then came that Sunday afternoon. One simple conversation, with the sun streaming through the window and their hands gently interlocked, would change everything. The words between them picked up speed, and before they ...

2023 is a Wrap🎉

  You know what, Inspiration, dedication and zeal is what I bring to the table...and when the table requires me to deliver.... I go ALL OUT MAN! Because why not? 😅🎉🎉.  So, yes, as this year draws to a close, I find myself profoundly grateful for the remarkable journey it has been. 🙌  I've had the privilege of delving into spaces dedicated to promoting mental health wellness, working alongside inspiring organizations, and collaborating with exceptional individuals who are passionately driving the message of mental health advocacy.  From online initiatives and programs to shaping guidance and counseling programs in schools & partnering with NGOs on impactful initiatives, the collective effort towards fostering mental health awareness has been truly empowering. 👥💚 I'm immensely thankful for the networks I've had the honor of building—connections that share the same zeal and intentionality in making a positive impact on mental health. 🤝 Here's to the transform...

Who Are You?

 Take a moment and think about it. This might not be one of the most pleasurable discussions to have with self but don't you think it's equally one worth having? So, Who are you? Maybe you probably do know already and that is a good thing mate.  You might think you know, but maybe you don't. I think I belong to this category hence the need to actually pen this down.  Sometimes this question will prove way harder than we thought, but for you to get to a point of being self aware then probably this is a path one must tread on.  What is it that you genuinely love? What is it that you genuinely want for yourself? What is that picture in your head about your ideal self? What do you find valuable or pleasurable? Do you negotiate fairly for yourself?...or do you downplay yourself just because you feel it's the moral thing to do, or probably you think looking out for yourself is such a selfish to do.  Or you just sit there and fit in to other people's definitions of wha...

Recollections.

 She walked in like the way pageants do, small, slow confident steps. Her striking beauty with rich melanin skin as she exuded an air of confidence with every step she took. Her presence commanded attention as her long legs gracefully carried her forward, each movement as a testament to her poise and self assured-ness. You should know that there is a special place in heaven for ladies with long legs.  We had been talking for the past few days on Instagram, she sent me this picture of hear seated at the beach...having the best of what life had to offer and I "fell in love"...then we exchanged numbers and talked alot more on WhatsApp. It was my first time-to my recollection - to feel that close with a lady we met on the streets of social media. It didn't feel strange or odd. For a fact, we both seemed to enjoy this, and the obsession grew. We could have been talking about dogs and trees and stars and all those seemingly weird stuff you guys talk about that oddly feels inter...