DAY 1

Since this Covid 19 pandemic, it hasn’t been a good year for me, considering that I do not have a job, I have a baby to take care of, an empty account balance, and separated, let’s say this is my worst year (aside going to school In my finals to write carry over cousres) this year takes the trophy still. I’ve had time to work on myself, am definitely not we’re I was some months ago, am happy.

I have three beautiful babies, after each delivery, I’ve had to go through PPD, but unfortunately, some people think it’s all joke. I’ve been depressed for as long as I can remember ( old news am good now) .

In the last couple of years, I've woken up to the same routine on a daily, wake up, prepare food for kids, tidy up when the leave, wait for their return, feed them, play with them, bath them, help with home work, prepare meals, sleep and wake up to the same routine over and over again. I was told not to complain, that it is my duty, like a good girl, I didn’t complain. I’ve had to smile even when I don’t feel like it because they tell me, “what you have other people are dying to have it”. I’ve lived with people who say am possessed, thats not new as we all are possessed ( believe it or not). The  only difference is the spirit that possesses you might be a kind one so you do not have a problem. I lived and slept with a man who didn’t think I was possessed until his mum told him so........  or like he said, until he started being steadfast in prayers. 

I’ve had to deal with people who think my presence makes them not to pray, even I once heard the priest that joined us saw the evil spirts in me when he joined us. 

Why am I writing all this? Just so you know that depression is real, and also know you can overcome it because I did.