I’m a millennial. That generation the straddles the pre and post-internet explosion. I like to believe we are that magical generation that had the best of both worlds.
If you want to hide something from an African, put it in a book.
Trigger warning: this one is going to be a little dark.
I apologize to the readers for this. This post is going to be a rant and a mess.
It’s never easy to lay yourself bare for the public to judge and one who does so is very brave. I know one such person. A brave, beautiful soul called Angel Elga Achwanyo. And this is her ministry. And I thank her and applaud her for sharing her story with the world. I hope and …
I feel like for this book, all I should write is; this book is epic, buy it and read it, it’s a wonderful time to be African. Unfortunately, that’s not how reviews work. So here goes nothing.
Let me start this off by saying, I love Tiffany Haddish. She has quickly become my favourite female comedian. She is so wonderfully honest, a little kookoo but also very real about her life and experiences.
You wake up…..its a new day, you don’t want to face the day. Because everyday its like you are drowning…..drowning in a sea called depression.