Women like me are tagged “radical”, “fiery”, “tough” etc but I since realized a long time ago that my happiness stares me in the face.
I’m solely responsible for my own happiness.
Marriage doesn’t validate or quantify one’s success.
I’m not a manager of happiness. It’s ALL or NOTHING with me.
Prayers are good but only when both souls agree to it.
I won’t whittle out for anyone who doesn’t prioritize me.
I’m Afolake. I’m different. I’m not scared of societal labeling. I validate my own truth.
As I’ve prepared myself as a treasure as a wife then he who marries me, must be lucky to get me.
No half measures. No second guessing.
Life is too short to attach your happiness to another’s boxers, moods or emotions.
I will continue to challenge the unfounded traditional myths that equates marriage with suffering. NO. The status quo must change and give way.
There’s no special place in heaven for best Miss or Mrs.
Till we rid ourselves of the congenital and societal backed belief that marriage is the solution to life’s problems, certain women shall continue to live in grief, violent, grey and toxic marriages.
No woman’s worth should be validated by marriage much less an erring husband returning home as a prized possession.
This is my creed. _ Folake Oyetesho