Tag "Life"

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THE POINT OF NO RETURN

My father died. After a two-year-long battle with cancer, He lost. In the period when He fought this illness, right after He was diagnosed, prayers abounded. My family prayed. Relatives

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CHILDREN OF DUST

Please forgive me, for my demons have taken free rein over my mind. It was one of those Sunday services that make me resent my conviction to stay Christian in

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U EQUALS U

“…and because you are undetectable…” the doctor was talking. And for a moment, I tuned out the rest of what he was saying, allowing myself to fixate on those three

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HOW KITO DIARIES CHANGED MY LIFE

You know how we think we’re living, yet we’re slowly dying? That was me in 2014. January saw the signing into law of the SSMPA, an act that led to

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THE BOY THAT KISSED ANOTHER BOY

It was a regular class with more charts on the walls than actual paint and a blackboard that was almost always covered with a dust of chalk, the sediments pooled

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THROUGH THE DARKNESS

The latter half of 2020 was as exciting for me as an argument with seven dimwits would be for an intellectual. Time became so meaningless that I needed significant events

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Trevor’s Debt

Every time Trevor speaks with his parents on the phone, I hold my breath so that I don’t catch the palpable tension in the air. He says he feels a

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“I’m Looking At My Bag Of Fucks To Give And It’s So Empty Now.” Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Is A Whole Mood In Her BlackBox Interview

Early last month, Bounce premiered the two-part interview of award-winning writer Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie by Ebuka Obi-Uchendu. And it was an interview that led to all sorts of revelations about

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Medusa, Fuck SHIT UP!

First of all, it’ll never be your fault it happened. Heck! You don’t know how it happened. But you cannot blame yourself and you will not blame yourself. You make

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A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER

I come from a small, middle class family. Growing up, I always knew I was different, considering how I preferred male relatives visiting us to the females. I remember vividly