Having an eating disorder in Nigeria is really to struggle in silence. Bulimia is after all, not a disease of the stomach, but of the mind, and Nigerians are none too kind to people with mental disorders.
So many people get all bent out of shape about the number of people we have sex with, but does anyone care about the why?
Instead of going away, she broke into an angry whine.
“Why can’t you take it? I am inviting you to my church! Even if you don’t want to come, you don’t have to reject my church flier”
Seriously? Is this girl for real?
If you missed all the fun from the #NigeriansAtHogwarts trend, here are my personal favourites.Read More
I’m a huge language nerd, and one of my biggest regrets is losing the Yoruba I learned a child living in Lagos, so I’m super excited about an app that lets me show off a little to my Yoruba friends.Read More
In France, your friend is whom you went to school with.
In Brazil, your friend is whomever is welcome to go into your house when you’re not home, and raid your refrigerator.
As a Nigerian, who is a friend to you?
Goodbye 25! Hello 26! Holy shit, I’m actually an adult now. Today is my Baiday! Eeeya! Eeeya! O!Read More
If my seventeen year old self could see me now, she’d be very surprised. This isn’t how I imagined being twenty-five would be at all. I really believed that by twenty-five I would be a full-fledged adult with my life thoroughly together, probably even married, and with a baby on the way.
Somehow that hasn’t happened yet, and in a few hours, I will be six years into my twenties without a fucking clue what I am doing or where I am going with my life.Read More
Drawing a friend, Nigerian God EchecratesRead More
Nigeria is 54! Happy Kpomo, Suya, Jollof, and Pepper Soup Day!Read More
Everyone always imagines death attended by panic.
The realisation that you’re going to die, the horror, the fear, the sheer panic.
All I could feel while dying, was annoyed.
An old friendship is not what it used to be…Read More
It’s a big, scary world out there, and sometimes I want to run home with my tail tucked between my legs, back to the comfort of being a Nigerian young adult housed, fed, and supported entirely by long-suffering older family membersRead More