Speak Up

Hello and happy new month! If this month is your birth month, do have a wonderful birthday in advance. Even if it isn’t, I still hope you get more credit alerts than your battery can handle or the equivalent of anything you consider to be the definition of a valid source of happiness. Just in case you haven’t noticed, it’s the eighth month of the year, meaning we’ve passed half time and the clock is fast ticking.

I am so excited knowing that you took my advice at the very beginning, decided to make plans and now, you have a couple of achievements that you can point to and feel proud of!

I absolutely can’t wait to meet you at the top. If however, you haven’t made or followed any plans and you don’t exactly plan to do so, let me tell you a short story.

There was a boy named Abala Ejibombom (don’t worry, the name doesn’t exist and probably never will just like all the money you’re daydreaming about without working). The boy wanted to be a very successful farmer in the city of Soqbrezztown (another non-existent thing like you know what) but unfortunately, this boy never really made plans. He always believed that no matter what he does, wetin go sup go sup.

As such, he chilled out and kept waiting for good stuff to happen to him. He waited, managed to marry, and had seven kids who looked like Mr. Ibu but not as tall even when they clocked eighteen. His wife came from an arranged marriage that his parents organized just so he would get the hell out and stop pissing himself every time he drank alcohol which was once… every hour. He died from a combination of liver, kidney and heart failure and never became successful. The end.

I’m definitely going into storytelling.

Knowing the type of people we have in Nigeria however, I think it’s safe to say that you probably learnt nothing from that story. That is why I wouldn’t be focusing on how to achieve goals or any of that cliché shit. Naa fam, I don’t have a definite topic but I’ll rant until something comes out.

The Main Koko for Today

I have a friend. Let’s call him Moi. Whenever he gets asked a question relating to his skills, he gets sweaty palms and starts talking about how he thinks he should be able to do it. He also does not forget to mention how he has fucked up in the past before and how whoever is asking should not expect too much because he is just starting out.

I have another friend, we’ll name her Notmoi and she has a similar characteristic. More often than not, when she gets a compliment, she downplays herself and goes off about her flaws like a freaking rocket. She does not shut up until you begin rethinking actually giving her a compliment in the first place. Apart from that, you would want to do something with her and she would come up with all the possible reasons why that would be a mistake.

Don’t ask me about the type of friends I keep biko.

These guys have one thing in common. They have insecurities but that’s not the bad part because you and I have them too. However, those insecurities are what constitute most of their speeches/conversations. Instead of acting or living in spite of it, they live and act based on it.

You already know how much I hate all that cliché nonsense so you can rest assured that I am not here to give you a motivational speech. You can aspire to inspire to suck a wire from now until you drop dead and you still would not be able to stop your destructive habits. Here’s a little piece advice though, stop letting your insecurities talk for you. Pick up the mic and have yourself a field day. Nobody cares if you have a scar on your left butt cheek that kinda looks like Kaitlin Jenner. We’re all insecure. Besides, why are you opening your yansh for people to look and judge you sef?

If you are insecure about yourself career wise, improve! Learn soft skills and become better at what you do. If it is because of your body, unless you’re fat as a result of an unhealthy lifestyle and not a genetic issue, then there’s nothing you can do about it. Why the flippin’ hell are you stressing about it? We are all imperfect anyway, aren’t we?


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Conclusion

I wrote this article mostly because one too many times, I’ve seen people who keep putting their flaws first and themselves never in every social interaction. You’ll only keep shooting yourself in the testicles foot if you do that. Take the mic. Speak for yourself. There’s more to you than all that isn’t in you.

Having said all of that, I just want to quickly mention now that we’re in the eighth month, if you haven’t changed your toothbrush at least twice this year, you’re the reason there is air pollution.

Before I go…

  • Gimme your opinion real quick, you know I always like to hear it. What do you think of the article?
  • What is that self-destructive habit you have? Let’s talk about it.
  • On an entirely unrelated note, what do you think about me occasionally posting my works of fiction on here for you to download?
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Oliseh
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Oliseh

I’m Available Ejobombom.🙂

Faith
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Faith

Well, I’m so inconsistent when it comes to following self-made rules and with the same energy, consistent with chastising myself when I go astray.
Your posts always hit the right spot Bro.

The Skinny Ninja
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The Skinny Ninja

Well damn

Andy
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Andy

My self destructive habit is that I think others are better than me and doubt myself and my abilities alot.

Isabel
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Isabel

Actually, great post. I feel like you’re on another level talking to you, but you are talking to you while talking to me and talking to every other person that read or will still read this. Great stuff. Posting fiction here for download also isn’t a bad idea.

Chronicles
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We all in one way or the other have insecurity issues but as someone said earlier there are levels to it. The better part of it is that the soonest you can identify your insecurities and try to overcome it, the better it is for you.
As for me, my little self harming habit is failing. I dislike failing……

See ehn, start posting those works…..
Kudos to you man…

Pain
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Pain

Omo I never change my brush oh 🙅‍♂️

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I just got a new

Anonymous
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Anonymous

Nice article as usual

Angelica
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Angelica

I love this, I dunno if it’s just me but I really don’t vibe with people that every thing they say portrays insecurity

Leye Abiola
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Leye Abiola

Great article again guy! Yunno its just the way we’ve been brought up. Stay down and be humble, don’t blow your own trumpet. Its all good and reduces pride and all but it gets harmful when if anything happens, we first consider all the evil things we could make happen. We’re getting better, aren’t we?

P.S: On a totally unrelated note, you can post your fictitious works here na. Just don’t let the series be too long and windy. Some of us get fed up easily.

P.S.S:Why do I think the Moi is you?

P.S.S.S: What does P.S. mean gan?

Seun
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Seun

Really Nice post. I can really relate to this.

RestingBitchFace
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RestingBitchFace

My self harming habit is that I over-think things and never get around to actually doing the thing. This article just slapped me in the face😖😩. Just what I needed to jump-start me.

Dstixz
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Composed blog post

Dstixz
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Wow very nice blog post, very composed, wish to read more of your works

Tari
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💖💖💖 You killed me again. Well done Irewole.

Leye Abiola
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Leye Abiola

Please ma’am. We need you alive

Temi🐲
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Temi🐲

Yeah so this blog post hit me where it’s supposed to😻

Nonso🌹
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Nonso🌹

It’s not a bad idea to post some of your works of fiction for downloading actually. I feel insecurities have grades, with some harder to deal with than others. All in all, it solely depends on the person’s mindset.

Akachi
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Akachi

Hiii, it’s the 8th month btw and yh yesterday was my birthday 💁💃. Yes I made plans but more than half of them that I should have done by now, I haven’t . I’m working on it,😭. Thank you for reminding me