

Life after healing feels different.
I don’t know how to explain it, but lately I’ve been thinking about how unstable and unpredictable life really is.
Just yesterday, one of my batchmates passed away at my university while we were doing a presentation. He had a heart attack, right in front of us.
It was honestly so fucked up.
I was heartbroken, but at the same time, I felt emotionally dry. I didn’t react as strongly as I thought I would. Maybe after everything I’ve been through, my emotions just don’t hit the same anymore.
But I saw how deeply it affected the others. Some of them were completely traumatized by what happened.
And it made me realize something:
Life can literally change in a second.
We spend so much time worrying about the future, planning everything, chasing money, relationships, careers, and things we think we need to have figured out.
Planning for the future is good. But don’t forget to actually live your life while you’re here.
Enjoy the moment. Appreciate your friends. Talk to the people you love. Do things that make you happy. Make memories.
Because some moments don’t come back.
You can plan your entire life, but none of us really knows how much time we have.
So do your best, but don’t forget to live right now.
Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.
Ill use this moment to blessed beloved that sister
Rest in peace ✌️
I think I finally figured out why some genuinely good men get treated like they’re disposable.
It’s not because they’re unattractive.
It’s not because they’re boring.
Sometimes, they’re simply too easy to access and too easy to please.
Instant replies.
Too much care.
Always saying yes.
Can’t say no to people.
Constantly trying to please everyone.
No lokukama — not even a little bit.
Trusting people way too easily.
Getting strong hopes right from the beginning.
You give people attention before they’ve earned it.
You care before they show they care.
You trust before they prove they’re trustworthy.
And eventually, people can start taking something valuable for granted because it was given to them too easily.
Maybe the answer isn’t becoming cold or arrogant.
Maybe it’s learning that being a good man and having boundaries can exist at the same time.