On cheating back
A friend asked me why I never cheated back. He also answered himself and said he believed it was about dignity, but I disagreed. I slept on the conversation and realised something important.
My dad is a medical laboratory scientist and my mum is a maternity nurse. I grew up around conversations about infections, complications, infertility, and the very real consequences of sexual irresponsibility. I followed them to work a lot as a child and even as an adult, and honestly? It shaped me deeply.
So for me, cheating has never just been a moral issue, it is also a health and safety issue. I cannot be doing everything possible to protect myself while someone else is out there being sexually reckless and exposing me to risks I did not consent to.
That is also why polygamy will never appeal to me. One faithful person can still suffer because another person in the circle is irresponsible.
So for me, it is less about dignity and more about self-preservation.
Something I wrote with my own hands o, na so l hang. Actors dey try abeg. After hanging like this for god knows how many takes, I had to forget what I wrote and speak from my heart.
But omo..... I fine shá.... Even me, I dey enter my eyes🌚
As we celebrate International Women’s Day and reflect on this year’s theme, Give to Gain, I am reminded of a deeply personal moment from this time last year that captures both the quiet strength women carry and the power of giving.
This time last year, with the gauze bandage of my healing myomectomy scar still carefully wrapped, I joined my fellow JCI Ìbàdàn women on a visit to inspire students at my alma mater. My body was still healing, and every movement reminded me of the journey I had just come through. Yet, something inside me knew I had to show up.
Walking in that very familiar environment and standing before those bright young faces stirred so many memories of my own days at UMCC. Interacting with those kids while reminiscing about the girl I used to be in that same chapel felt almost surreal. In their smiles, their questions, and their excitement, I saw possibility. I saw dreams waiting to unfold.
And in that moment, it became clear to me that sometimes the most powerful gift we can give is simply ourselves. Our stories. Our resilience. Our presence.
What other way is there to truly give to gain than to pour into the lives of others, even when we ourselves are still healing?
That day reminded me that strength does not always look loud or perfect. Sometimes it looks like a woman showing up with a bandaged scar, choosing hope, choosing purpose, and choosing to lift others along the way. A woman who understands that when we give our time, our courage, and our experiences, we gain something even greater. In giving our resources in form of time and knowledge, we impact, connect, and give wisdom that will help light the path for the next generation.
Today, as we celebrate women everywhere, may we remember the power we hold to inspire, to support, to mentor and to create paths for those coming behind us because when one woman rises, she never rises alone, she carries many others with her.
#IWD2026
#GiveToGain
As the Year of the Horse dawns, may its powerful spirit inspire you with resilience, bravery, and unstoppable drive.
May the coming year bring you achievement, happiness, and limitless vitality. Wishing you a joyful and prosperous Chinese New Year!
新年快乐
Xīnnián kuàilè 🇨🇳🧧✨🐎
There was something that dropped into my mind one day during NYSC, and somehow, it has helped me walk away from situations I could not accept as mine.
One day at my PPA, the Principal had a meeting with the staff and was fussing over the most mundane thing. I immediately zoned out, and that gem dropped into my heart: “This is not my real life.” In that moment, it felt like NYSC was just a short comic commercial break from what my actual reality was, and I didn’t have to take any of the happenings personally… well, except for the time I took that yogurt that almost ended my life.
After that day, anytime I found myself in a situation I had never imagined as part of my future, I would smile to myself and think, “This is not my real life.”
That said, I once looked through my Google Photos, and with the kind of memories attached to almost every picture I took within a certain period, I told myself, “This cannot be my real life.” That was it. I did all I could to reset, and my God, it has been so fulfilling. 😁
If you need a cue to start all over, this is it. Stop postponing evil days. The longer you stay on the wrong train, the more expensive the return trip will be. You are just one decision away from your real life. 😁
Ire o 🤝🏾
Ẹ kú ìsinmi ooo...
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