MY WOUNDED ABUSED HEART

Hello my good people. It has been a couple of decades since our last rendezvous together.

I found myself in an arranged marriage which i was not allowed to do anything that is not connected to my wifely duties.

I found myself in an oppressive marriage. Bound by tradition and family expectations, my spirit withered under the weight of an abusive husband.I have Endured both physical and emotional torment in his hands through the years, and my days became a relentless struggle for survival.

My neighbors and friends bore witness to my suffering. Yet, societal norms held firm, cloaking the abuse in a shroud of acceptance.

Nothing i did was good enough for my husband and his people. His sisters took pleasure in tormenting my already broken life and in the back driving the knife in by reporting false information to my husband. My dear husband after drowning himself in the local brew ( which led to him loosing his job and us relocating back to the village to live with the clan) would come back home in the wee hours singing how he is going to teach me my place and manners. He would feed me with blows and kicks and push me to sleep outside the door regardless of the weather. In the days he was in a good mood he would allow me to cook for him at that hour since he always wanted fresh made meals, before he starts our normal dance of blows and kicks.

Me having a conversation with any member of the male gender regardless of what we are talking about was another reason to warrant more marks on my body. He once tied me to a tree the entire night just because i served food to his friend who came to the house to look for him.

My breaking point was being beaten and raped by my so called beloved husband the same week i had a delivery.

We continue next time as the pain is still too much for me to remember…..

As usual its been me,…

Xoxo,

The Prodigal African Queen.

THE BEST CURE IN THE WORLD IS A MOTHER’S LOVE

My dearest mom,

Being a mother has given me so much joy and happiness. It has made me to remember ups and downs we’ve had together, and all the headache i caused. My tiny bundle of joy cant speak yet but i understand what he wants, in the same way you always knew what i wanted and what was best for me even though i was never grateful for it.

Being a mother has made me realize strengths i never knew i had to help me deal with the possible and the impossible every day.

In this cruel and selfish world you are the only one who has always wanted to see me succeed, in the same way i now want my son to grow up to be a happy and successful  man.

My life may not be a fairy tale but im trying to give my son the best of what i can manage, in the same way i am who i am today because you sacrificed alot for me.

We were taught in school that it takes someone really brave to be a mother and someone really strong to raise a child; being a mother i get it now. You always saw the best in me, even when i drove you crazy with attitudes and sleepless nights.

Of all the gifts and blessings that life has to offer, a loving mother like you is the biggest and greatest of them all, and i hope to be just like you.

I love you mom.

Xoxo,

Your loving daughter,

African Queen.

STORY OF A SPONSET

 

This is the story of Jane the sponset.

A sponset is someone who is being sponsored by a sugar daddy.

“I was a bright student pursuing my degree in one of the best universities in the country. Though my parents were not rich they always gave me the best they could afford. I had a handsome boyfriend full of hopess and dreams.

I had my life going for me until one day me and my friends decided to go out at a new joint.There we ran into some prominent men and decided to allow them join us and have fun.. My new catch was called john. This later became a habit of going out to have fun with my new man. John spoilt me with gifts and money and soon enough my relationship with my boyfriend started failing. After a while i checked out of campus hostels and john rented me a house. His boys came with a lorry full of home appliances and equipments.  Slowly by slowly i stopped going to classes as i was always on a safari with john. Life was great and i decided to dump my pocket change boyfriend. My friends were so jelous of me because i had a great life with a man that showered me with gifts and money.

One day i got sick and john sent his  driver to take me to the hospital. The doctor did some tests and brought me the results. I could not beleive it. I got very agry, insulted the doctor for being a quark and giving me false information. Went to another hospital to get a second opinin and the results were the same. I was in shock and very sad. I called john to give him the news. That was the last time i ever heard from him. A few weeks later the same lorry that brought me my household items came and carried everything away.

I was all alone, john changed his number, my friends don’t pick up my calls and in a house i can’t afford. I moved back home to the village to my fathers house, who is not speaking to me because I brought shame to his name, and disappointed mother who looks at me with sadness is her eyes as if she’s watching her dreams fly away.

Now I’m bedridden depending on family for everything and the village example parents use to warn and scare their children.

I share this story with tears in my eyes hopping it will help someone out there make the right decision and not fall into the temptation of money. 

If only I had known and stayed with my pocket change boyfriend. ”

Xoxo,

African Queen.

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE PEACE AND LOVE!!!!

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Life is a journey of a thousand miles and it begins with one single step, and as you take those steps remember that what is really important in life is not putting the groceries away or even going to work everyday, it is sharing our love and knowing how precious every moment of every day is.

For the sake of peace we should love one another for the most valuable possession you can own is an open heart and the most powerful weapon you can be is an instrument of peace.

Know that our default settings are not straight, aggressive and violent, we switched to those settings by ourselves.

Just because we talk about peace and love doesn’t mean it’s enough. We must believe and work on it to experience and feel the change in the world.

No one can bring you peace but yourself. By loving your neighbors and living together in peace and harmony.

LOVE

‘When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.’ Jimi Hendrix

‘If we have no peace it is because we have forgotten we belong to each other.’ Mother Teresa

‘Peace begins with a smile.’ Mother Teresa

‘An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.’ Mahatma Gandhi

 

Xoxo,

African Queen.

 

STRESS MANAGEMENT -HOW TO RELIEVE STRESS

We all have families and careers, and sometimes they can be too much for us to handle. We get stressed with certain issues in life and we need to just off load these issues.

You don’t need a spa treatment or journey to an exotic location to overcome stress. Here are some simple ways on how to deal with stress before it deals with you.

MEDITATION

Meditation is commonly known as the practice of turning your attention to a single point of reference, either a word or focusing on the breathing. Research suggests that daily meditation may alter the brain’s neural pathways, making you more resilient to stress,” says psychologist Robbie Maller Hartman, PhD, a Chicago health and wellness coach.

Sit up straight with both feet on the floor. Close your eyes and Focus your attention on reciting out loud or silently  a positive mantra such as “I love my life.” Place one hand on your belly to sync the mantra with your breaths. Let any distracting thoughts float by like clouds.

MEDITATION

EXERCISING

To exercise doesn’t necessarily mean going to the gym, you can also do some yoga,go bike riding or even go for a walk or take a jog. By the time you finish your shower you will be feeling a lot better and relieved.

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I’m sure there are so many things that you can try out, but first talk to you family or friends.

Remember, ‘A problem shared is a problem half solved.

Xoxo,

African Queen.