THE WRITER’S BOOK

I’m indecisive about what to become, there are so many options to choose from, maybe I should become a doctor, be kind and save lives, or a lawyer, rip off the blindfold from mother justice’s eyes so she can clearly slay evil with her machete or maybe I should become an engineer, or a nurse or an economist so I can be like Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala someday or maybe I’ll just become a writer make people feel things with my words, make them cry, laugh, angry draw empathy from them be all powerful and in control of other’s emotions, hmm very tempting but I think I’ll rather be a book

CAN I BE HONEST?

Nobody loves us more than we love ourselves, oh well there is God but God is not a person and his love is beyond our mortal understanding, yeah so, nobody loves us more than we love ourselves that is why we do a lot to protect ourselves including lying. Why do we tell people we are fine when otherwise we are at our bitterest position, so they don’t worry about us right? Yes, that’s a reason. What can also count as a reason is the fact that we want to protect ourselves, we don’t want them to see us as weaklings, as someone who can not stand heat, or maybe we just don’t want to see ourselves as something other than the strong man or woman that we are, someone who can not be fazed. Or maybe we were forced to be fine. I want to let you know that it’s okay not to be okay, telling people how you really feel and owning your emotions is something that requires a tremendous amount of bravery, and it’s not something a weakling can do, choosing to own your emotions rather than fighting it is a true act of self-love. Caroline has gained this realization, that’s why she asked this question “Can I be honest?” A question which caught the entire family’s attention, because the Caroline they know doesn’t utter a word in the meeting unless she is spoken to, but she just asked a question out of the blue, this stunned them.