Narrated in her own words
Guys, it’s okay, to go back to the village or anywhere you regard “low class” and start all over again.
In 2018, when I was just at the peak of “fame”, I got so broke and had rent arrears and some small debts here and there; Kshs. 2,000, Kshs.500 and so forth.
I did not know what to do with me and my kids.
Nothing was working out around this time.
You know what?
I thought about home.
My grandma has a beautiful big home that my Uncle built for all of us, the Grandchildren.
The electricity was available.
And I was so good with Academic Writing.
I went back home.
I started again.
I paid all those debts.
I stabilized.
It took me some three to four months though..
I went with my girls. And I dropped my shame and “ntaambia Nini watu” kind of attitude.
I became vulnerable.
I rarely bought anything except mboga ya kienyeji.
And let me tell you, it was the best decision I ever made.
I went back to Nairobi refreshed, lessons learned on which friends I needed to sieve or still maintain in my life and most of all, I learned that in this world, you are alone, even if you have friends.
So yes, the village life is scary but the best!
I loved it there.
The village helps one think clearly, with a sober mind, and more smart.
It was the best decision I ever made.
Never be scared to go back to your roots or start all over again!
💕 SAFE SPACE 💕