Twenty Fine😍

So a very special someone (AVSS) told me these words this morning “This year was the year you needed a support system the most but there you were being everyone’s support” and as the crybaby I am, I started sobbing for about fifteen minutes.

I wrote the initial article three days ago and AVSS had no idea about the contents but his words couldn’t have been more accurate. You’re confused? Keep reading dear ❤️

21 was supposed to be my year. You know that year you talk about where everything finally sets, all your pepper rests and you are in a good place emotionally, spiritually, financially, physically and all the other -allys. That was what 21 was supposed to be but 7 months into the year, everything came spiralling out of control and I crashed.

21 literally started with a bang. Amazing finances, good good loving, wonderful friends, more weight loss, clear skin and healthy lifestyle. I was glowing and flourishing. I even finally got the dog I had wished for since my childhood. I was literally walking on sunshine. Though a few dark clouds came, they cleared with time and my sun shone again. Well up until June.

June used to be my favourite month of the year. A lot of my favourite people were born in this month and I was always so excited for June to come around. I sincerely wish I missed out on this year’s because it has forever left a distaste in my mouth.

In the month of June of the year 2019, a dark cloud came, refused to go away and brought about a thunderstorm. Those little flashes of lightening made it a little easy to find my way in the darkness that seemed to be my new life but as soon as I tried to navigate, I was enveloped by the gloom which was usually accompanied with a deafening roar of how I was nothing. I was wet, cold and tired. It was no shock that I finally crumbled. I lay on the dark road unmoving and bidding the darkness to make me its own permanently.

Soon after, the rain stopped. I summoned a little courage, went on all fours and tried to leave the dark and dreary road I had come to know and comfortably love. I ended up face down in puddles of rain water a few times but I was determined to let nothing stop me and of course, nothing did.

The ending of 21 was mostly about me learning how to stand and walk again. I tried to stay off dark paths and though the clouds covered my sun, I could still feel its warmth on my skin. I could hear the whisper in the breeze promising me of a meadow where I would run, play, dance and never fall during a thunderstorm because I would be curled on my bed reading a book with a cup of warm cocoa in the shelter that I would have built in preparation for future storms.

22 is about starting and all I can say is “je ki ori e ko pe”. You better have sense and not stress me cos I will literally just throw you inside the dustbin. 22, let us all be good children and love ourselves in the love of the Lord.

To all those still on that dark path, I am coming back for you and together we’d navigate through the darkness and find our way back to the meadow. No matter how long it takes, I’ll get to you and lead you out. Just hang in there and shout really loud so I can make my way to you using the sound of your voice. Do not give in to the darkness. I am on my way ❤️❤️❤️

I know some of you will want to be unfortunate and comment about my age. The bible has told us expictly that we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Please do not let these people win in your life. Thank you ☺️