Life In The Shoes Of A Short Girl

Happy new month everyone. Personally I love the month of March because I get to celebrate what it means to be a woman, I get to connect with powerful, strong and phenomenal women. As I celebrate the women’s month, I want to discuss a topic which got me thinking for sometime now. It is quite a controversial (I think) and very interesting topic. The issue of African black women, their own hair and wearing wigs and weaves. This is how it all started; last year around May/June when my Barcroft tv documentary was out I received a lot of support and feedback from people all around the world. Thank you so much. If you have not watched the video, check it out here  At some point I was on youtube checking the comments which was nerve wrecking for me but I had to because I wanted to see people’s feedback so I can plan ahead what people expected from me as a motivator. I came across a comment which I found interesting and it was along the lines of if I loved myself as I claimed why I was

LOVE YOU TO LOVE OTHERS… In 2016 I met this handsome young man. With his perfectly chiseled body and mesmerizing deep-set eyes, who was I to resist this Adonis! Being with him was bliss except for those dark days where I would sink into the deep dark abyss of feeling worthless and underserving. It happened often too!! For instance, I hated going out with him. Every time we went out, I was very aware of the fact that I was different and hated it. Seeing the beautiful  girls with evenly toned and shaped legs in heels got me into a space where I was convinced that he was checking them out and must surely want them.  “He must me staying with me out of pity,” I would think Needless to say, most of our well-intended outings always ended with me picking a fight and us fighting. Each time we fought, a piece of “us” got chapped away and we were never the same. It was no wonder that “Adonis” and I broke up in 2018! Looking back in hindsight, I have learnt that in that relationship