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IKAKULE! (UNTIE YOURSELF)

 "Hey, you crossed my mind, I haven't seen you in a while, we should hang out"... That's how the good sis got roped back into the mystery of what feels like love but also occasionally features hate with a gent she shouldn't be entertaining. 

Before I am attacked and told it's not only gents who send those messages, best believe I know that we sisters do this (guilty as charged), sometimes the devil just creeps into your mind and tells you; remember how good it felt naba Mulenga, then social media (in a very awkward manner always starts to project things on how you are feeling or what you are going through) convinces you ati "send that text, he or she probably misses you too" and there you are, mu bed with your phone typing, retyping and deleting things till you have finally concocted the "right" message and you press SEND! Then comes the heart palpitations lol kwati chipuba! 😂😂you start questioning yourself over what you have done, wondering if it's too late to delete for everyone, you even get thirsty and start sweating lol (we go through it mwe). 

Anyway, you see life ey? especially mu "June" ahhh the reply will most likely come through, and just like that ka door ka isuka. So now, you are back in the thick of things and now it seemingly feels better because y'all are catching up and kuli ama remember this, remember that, and in the middle of all this, you (read me and by me I mean yourself) start to feel all kinds of good because this person is remembering and asking the important questions before you know it GILIGIDI! NAUPONA! (YOU HAVE FALLEN TWICE AS HARD). 

I don't know what it is about flings you shouldn't be having,  feeling like they're your happy ever after! Countless times in my past I have had to have one-on-ones with my heart like "Guy, the red flags don't get any brighter than this", but the minute one nice thing happens, it switches those flags green kwati ma traffic lights. And the relationships you actually should be having feel fake, too good to be true, and sometimes boring (iyi bane is a trauma reaction lol), I am convinced we get so used to the madness that comes with the fipondos we encounter that good just seems off!

I am here today!! To preach!!! to tell a brother or a sister!! It is time to UNTIE YOURSELF! IKAKULE MUNE! 😂 

As I write this, I am actually laughing because IT'S NOT EASY! I said this in one of the previous blogs but I will bring it back, there is nothing in this life harder than breaking up with a person who isn't your person! It is painful but essential. I always tell myself, some people are better off loved from a distance, you can't erase feelings, memories or miss them, our biggest pain comes from burying emotions or living in denial. So feel what you need to feel, look at the pictures or read the texts that made you smile and process it! Ama outsiders will always give opinions and most times it's because they care but when it's dark at night, and the tuma memories hit, it's you, God, and your phone lol choose your next move wisely in that moment but overall IKAKULE!   


Thanks for reading 💖 


Lots of Love 💕


Thee Talkative Aries ♈

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