"I Have Given Birth To His Children". . . So What?

Sometimes I think my Pig Farm (The suburb within Accra I grew up in) upbringing has really influenced a lot of my thinking. The population on social media are somewhat different from the population and caliber of people I saw in the neighborhood mostly. 

When You Call Me Ugly. . . (Wiyaala)

When you call me ugly, I often think you say so because you do not have the heart to tolerate others who are outside your box.
I feel you want me to be like you or others like you. 

You set my brain back to the times when I could not be normal, the times you weren't there, the times I hardly had use for a mirror.

When you say I am ugly, I think you want me to conform. 

Victim and Villain

He pursued and got her interested.
She fell and admitted it.
They started out and dated to the point of courtship.
They had become exclusive.
She had asked if he was married. Or had kids.
Both he had denied seriously.
And so for 14 months, she thought this exclusive meant exclusive.
He would cancel out on appointments sometimes and would only sit out with her in the company of a male friend of his.

The Turnaround

No. That relationship was not the best. However it had potential. It had potential to be one of the best and the only. All Akushika wanted was to have open conversations with the man of her life. Conversations that  were unending and reciprocated. She did not want to always be the one to initiate conversation and to make suggestions of dates. Aku had become weary of constantly been let down at the last minute.