StReTcH mArKs 🙄

I was not the woman you see today yesterday. One of the things I remembered my mum prayed for was that I have boobs. Lol! Very funny. But at some point in her life, people she loved and had high regard for disregarded her because of her petite body so she didn't want same for me.

Well! God answered the prayers and gave me the boobs of life and I love it. 🥰 The only thing was, He added stretch marks to it and that one would just spoil market, so I thought at first.😂I started seeing it as very sexy and my cleavage opening session started😉. 'Why would I wear a dress and my cleavage will not show?' It was an error. My mum even got tired of me. 🤦‍♀️

Okay! It's not like it was very bad o, it's just that I felt like I should be a little sassy so that people don't take me for antoo good girl then use that as a medium to make me look like a jew girl.🤷‍♀️ It's not like if man approached me I will even answer him sef. Pride plus my personal ethics will not allow me jonse and reach that area.🤧

Towards my 2nd year in school, I had issues with getting some textbooks and money for personal upkeep. This upkeep was basically food. I loved cooking, exploring on new meals and sharing food as well, so my food was not for me alone. I had mentioned to one of my aunts the toughness in school and my stand on not doing boyfriend again as the one I had told me he wanted to concentrate on God😂. Mtshwwww! Insult of the century. I am a distraction now na. 
She told me some stories I would share another day and later told me a friend of hers liked me. For respect sake, I decided to honour her request of meeting the man. 

I explained how I loved to show cleavage earlier but it was funny that on this particular day, I had the budge to wear a below knee shorts and a big t-shirt. I had earlier said 'I'm Not Normal' on my earlier posts, and this was one of my abnormalities. Rather than I dress to impress for going on a first date, I could just be on the extreme casual part💆‍♂️.

Oga told me he had a meeting in the restaurant of a hotel and I called my aunt to tell her that I wasn't comfortable, yet she told me to go ahead that it wasn't a problem.On getting to the hotel in my naïve looking packaged self, it was no longer restaurant o, it was now room 210. As much as I had a little fright in me, I summoned up courage and went in and to my utmost surprise, oga was way older with jalabia🥺 attire sef.
I kept my calm and acted as naïve as I dressed. So he started asking me plenty questions and told me how he could take care of me and all. He was even married.🤦‍♀️The thing that struck me was him taking my hands and looking in my palm, telling me 'you have a great star'. Obara Jesus!! I started praying seriously in my mind and left there naïvely the best way I could in one piece.


Guess what my aunt asked me when I got out. "How much did he give you?" Then she added, "Onyeka, I want to advice you, since you don't like to sleep with men, give them blow jobs and you will get anything you need. That one is better". My disappointment was huge but I wasn't disrespectful, insulting or rude. I just said thank you and knew that next time I shouldn't talk to her about anything that has to do with man or money.

What's the essence of this stories all curled in one?

The decisions you make are your choices. The choices you make are not just as a result of the influence around you but the state of your heart. As much as I loved opening my cleavage then, did not mean I was loose and I wanted men to come to me for what I had. No, it was rather of me showing my femininity. 

Our generation today has so caught up with what they see and hear that they've lost touch with what they want for themselves. We've allowed the social world dictate who we are and what we do. But I refuse to accept that it's just the influence of the social world. I think its YOU. Rather than play the blame game, take out time and work on your heart being right. Remember the values your parents and grandparents instilled in you. Don't let it drown.

You have good in you and only you can decide and choose to bring it out. You are better than this.

MY THOUGHTS.

ALA O. WILCOX



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