Short Story Written by Joy A. Adewumi ‘Good afternoon, sir.’ I greeted my dad as I walked into the living room from work and sankRead More
Zee opened her email inbox and hiked her eyebrows as she saw the latest mail. It was from some ‘email@example.com.’ With a bewildered chuckle she murmured, ‘Anonymous Z Z, kwa? Issokay!’
With an amused shake of her head, she opened her inbox and blinked rapidly at the first line.
‘As I write this email, Zee, I keep glancing at the bottle of painkillers I intend to overdose on.’Read More
‘I think I’m losing it gradually. I’m stressed like crazy and my brain is like a hundred degree Celsius. On my way here, I honestly considered just dropping everything and finding somewhere to sit on the floor by the roadside. I’ve actually been feeling that way all day. I feel like shutting down completely and not thinking of anything. Am I the first person to juggle a Master’s program with a demanding office job? People do it all the time! The whole subtle when-are-you-bringing-a-husband-home-drama from my parents is not helping matters at all. Don’t they get it? My life is chaotic and difficult as it is, I can’t even afford the luxury of thinking about marriage, much less adding a relationship to this crazy mix. And to make matters worse, the Holy Spirit has gone incommunicado! Not that I can blame Him. I haven’t been talking to Him much either, but really, I could make do with some comfort right now.’Read More