Thought Therapy

June, how I've waited for you! 23 days down with  30 minutes to spew out my thoughts to the world. Here we go... I never like to talk about my life in here, instead I only add the bits I feel would implicate me less in this era of  'hey guys, welcome to my channel'. As much as I want to keep things mysterious to spice up my online persona, I feel like a lot can go wrong with an audience that hides behind screens. I would rather take my chances on being as evasive as possible. Yes, I'm admitting  to my cowardice.  However, I will defend my stance by saying that whatever thoughts I type in here, are rarely inspired by my own life. Rather, they have everything to do with how I perceive the world (people/places/things/ANYTHING)  around me. That's the inspiration. What I hide  is under lock and key in  a mind vault labelled "PRIVATE, for Yvette's crazy thoughts only". The world around me and how I would like to change it through the words I share is wh...

Welcome to my mid-2018 life lessons. A keen look into the mind of a serial emotional over-thinker.  #InMyFeelingsChallenge (Keeping up with 2018 trends) Three years ago in August, thanks to binge-watching Fresh Prince of Belair, I ended up looking for Will Smith movies to occupy my Saturday movie-night. Like some unforeseen fate, I went back to my all-time favourite, grab-a-tissue movie ‘The pursuit of Happyness’. This movie gets me every time! Long story short, the remixed title of the movie  became my go-to social media hashtag i.e #inpursuitofhappiness . It was inspirational and in all essence of the word, a really good hashtag to use in this day and age of vanity with a tinge of humility. For all you social media fans out there, we see it all the time; find a cute photo of yourself, then add an inspirational tagline to avoid the vanity of it all. Besides being a good caption to use, those words came at a time in my life when I needed to find MY happines...

Nothing kills me more softly than saying goodbye. There's  nothing good in goodbye, and there never will be. It's my humble request to revise this English word. It's easy to say goodbye but the feeling that comes with it is a like a slow blow to the heart. I may  be exaggerating the description, but truth be told, saying goodbye is hard for me. Case in point, 8 years ago, I began a tradition that I thought would make this heart of mine  tough enough to withstand the pains of goodbye. I could never stand the thought of saying goodbye to my sister at the airport. I was always the one person left behind at home while everyone else escorted her. The sight  of seeing her climb up the boarding stairs made the goodbye more real!! She was leaving me!!! In retrospect, my actions didn't  make sense because I still said my  goodbye at home. Lucky for me, no one bothered with my decision to stay. BooHoo!! I'm all grown up now and I wish I  had been there ti...

I love cake, and it's never going to be a secret ( hopefully not an addiction too). Having said that, you should probably also know that what you're about to read was inspired by my thoughts of cake :) my favourite kind of cake; Birthday cake! So here goes the prelude to my cake-inspired blogpost. My niece had her birthday a few days ago, and like most birthdays, cake is a requirement. One more important fact; I love my nieces and nephews to bits. Those adorable angels who most people often assume to be my children thanks to most of my social media updates. Sometimes I  proudly go with the assumptions people make and take on the role of  a " young mother". Back to my story; so here I was, going through birthday photos, cherishing all the sweet memories of being an aunt, when my eyes settled on one photo that truly captured the moment. A picture taken of my niece eyeing the cake like it was the last morsel of food on the planet! As silly as it sounds, that will proba...

Where to begin?! 2016 is here, and 2 months down the line, I feel  like time is moving too fast and there's too much going on and too much that still needs to be done. It's like moving one step ahead, only to realize that you have 20 steps left. "Adulting" at its best.  I wanted to write down all the life lessons that 2016 brought with it, but like I said, I don't know where to begin! So I'll start with the highlight of my year...scratch that, I'll choose ONE of the highlights. It's made it to number 1 of my 2016 and it'll probably be at the top of my list for a long long time. One that made me realize just how sweet life can get with the right people in it, the same people who make you appreciate all the "adulting" and give you the courage to give it your best. I have never denied my hopeless romantic side, but I usually know where to draw the line between reality and fantasy. But as I recall the events of this unforgettable night, I...

How do I write about a man whose loud presence can’t be ignored? How do I begin to describe a man whose life should be written down in volumes of books, a man whose battles and achievements could literally make you wonder why you have never tried out that daredevil in you? A man whose blind faith and roaring spirit will leave you believing that anything is possible, as long as you just do it! I have never written down anything much about my father, mostly because words won’t do him justice and because you need to experience him to actually know who he is. He is tough, he is loud, he is sharp and witty, he never gives up and he is simply my papa. I know I will never get it right when it comes to the adjectives that could describe papa, mostly because he is more than words. He’s the man who’s taught me to live in the moment, because we can’t really trust the future. A man who’s taught me to be witty, because sometimes you have to outdo the book smarts to survive. A man who’s ta...

There are certain phrases that people say, and once they come out of their mouth, all you can do is  stare at them in silence trying to act polite and just smile.Yet deep down, there's a strong inclination to shout out "Are you serious?"  One example that slowly gets on my nerves (not always,but in most cases) is: IT'S NEVER THAT SERIOUS . I know , it's never that serious, because taking everything too seriously makes  you uptight, which is not a flattering quality. What annoys me most about these 5 words, is how some people choose to use it as an excuse when things go downhill, or when trying  to convince you that your opinion doesn't matter to them ( hence the annoying aspect) So my head went to work on a few words and this is what i came up with,it's very SERIOUS! Come on, it’s never that serious.. Nothing is that serious. When I lose out on what I want, "It’s never that serious.." When I get what I don’t deserve, ...

"I knew i loved you before i met you" words to  a song you've never heard but they say it all for me when it comes to you.The first time i saw you is nothing to write about..because it was just a simple picture that captured my heart.It took a while before i got to meet you..and when that happened i was just another stranger getting to know you.It  took a while for you to even like me but i enjoyed every minute of it .You are the sweetest little thing..stubborn  too!!The way you say my name, not even the best linguist could pronounce it the way you do!! "Tantine Ifete" 3 years have now passed, and all i keep thinking about is how much you are growing up to be one smart little precious girl.I miss you, i miss those nursery rhymes you danced and sung to, i miss that smile that always lit up my day, i miss those  tantrums you threw at meal times, i simply miss my Berry. I fell in love with you too, Bella, the minute i saw your picture..now i know how it fe...

They don't see You like i see You, Because You see more of me than they will ever know, Knowing myself began when i first knew You, The world became like  a clear crystal ball, And I saw everything through clear glass, My future, my past, my present, The now, the middle and the ending, All part of something i don't know. All part of this Big plan,Your plan. I picture this life without You, And the times i have lived it without You, Those were the times i hardly knew who i was, You make life complicated in the most simplistic way, With You around i never have my way. Sometimes it makes me sad,  Then after a while, You show me why and i understand Your way. Ignoring You never works out for me,  You are everywhere and anywhere.... So i can't really run away from You, even if i tried Talking to You is easy and makes my day, Sometimes i forget, and when i do, that's a gloomy day.. I could write on and on about You, But where would i fi...

We all have that phase when we listen to a  new song over and over again until the lyrics  become like that nursery rhyme we once had stuck in our brain when we were kids.The song becomes part of our routine, craving to hear it every waking moment of the day ( maybe that's just me) .Anyway, a few months ago, that song for me was Human by Christina Perri. I admit, that song may not be as catchy as i thought it was,but her lyrics got me hooked!Two months down the line i put my earphones on in a traffic jam and guess what song comes first on my playlist... " But I'm only human And I bleed when I fall down I'm only human And I crash and I break down Your words in my head, knives in my heart You build me up and then I fall apart Cause I'm only human" Then my mind flashed back to an article i had read online ( can't put my fingers on where i had read it,sorry) Anyway, i remember this particular article because it featured 33 real life cases of ...

Love is in the air..and cupid is probably stocking up on his bows and arrows.It’s Valentine’s day again and the only problem I have with this day is the that it’s not yet qualified to be a public holiday( we all know we need one). This ceremonious ‘red’ day has got its perks, to some it’s the receiving of gifts and to others it’s just another booming business from yet another commercialized holiday. It’s a sweet day for some and for others, its merely another day living life’s routine. From my perspective and from what I love about Valentines Day is the obvious reason; LOVE. Whether you are a hopeless romantic or not, the fact is love is important! A lot has been said about love and my intention for writing this post won’t be a duplicate of those romantic love songs or poetry because love is more than the romantic side.I may be close to being a hopeless romantic, but   today I all I can share is my lessons on what love is, the shortened version. Taking a day off ju...

Lately i have been stuck in a rut, i don't want to write anything ...it's not a case of simple writer's block and it's not  laziness nor is it a lack of inspiration, so am left with the one answer that always seems to capture everything when there's no right answer to say; it's complicated . 2014 seems to be one year that's in a rush to end, because i still feel like am in January(the month when things seem so unpredictable)It's already February and i no longer have the right to excuse myself when i  mistake the date and write it down as  2013. In some ways, am still trying to find my footing in order to cosy up with the reality of no more new year . As much as i like getting old fast and ushering in another December,these 2014 days seem to pass by so fast.There's a looming feeling that i can't shake, that feeling  of having so much to do with so  little time.A feeling that has probably been fuelled by the incessant list of assignments and ex...

Stuck-up high, yet you see nothing below Only a  half-sided view Stuck up-high,yet feeling so low To see nothing in something All because you are stuck up high on that high-horse. I never get to write down the things that I don’t like or the things that get me really annoyed because of two reasons:1)what good will it do venting out my frustrations in text?am hardly good at venting them out in person                                     2) it’s very hard to write down everything!! But…there’s always that one exception and I have to put it   down in writing.I   don’t like proud people!! I didn’t say hate, I said “DO NOT LIKE” simply because I can tolerate them   even when they   annoy me. In my opinion and out of the people I have met,there are two categories of proud people,both of...