RE: Direct Impact: My Environment and my Emotions.

I honestly reckon with you babe. You know this reminds me of where I lived when I was doing my youth service. A place where there is no water and no light except the days when NEPA remembers the compound. Those were like even 20% of my problem. The huge cause of my irritation was the people who lived around us. You would see old men and women sitting down to gossip about what my roommate and I wore out or how we tend to go out at night(mostly because we had a friend in the outskirts who had constant light, so we slept there on most nights) I remember one time when I had a confrontation with one of them, she practically said if she were my mom,she would be so disappointed in me. I looked at her and said “my mother can not be so disgraceful like you and if you were my mom, I would have disowned you by now" Leaving that place was a big therapy for me, honestly.

I am full of love, and when a place is full of darkness, I don’t stick around. I leave.

That’s it! You don’t dwell in darkness, you walk away from it by leaving.