Coaching and Therapy

Hello world,

Wow wow wow. I am currently on my way back to my country Cameroon after spending a week (5 full days lol) in Accra Ghana. Accra is a big hustle and bubble commercial city in Ghana, and seriously could be a mini version of Baltimore MD hahahaha.

So, I was there officially for a 3 day orientation into the university of Lancaster as a Commonwealth Scholar, doing an MSc in something lol

Well, y’all should know by now am an #areagirl and when I globe trotte, I make the most of my trotting hahahaha.

I tried my best in Accra, indeed the same minute I landed I followed my host straight from the airport to town for some errands they had. We looked up my stuffs in the booth as I had insisted – why be dropped off at any home?

I generally don’t love living in ‘high rise’ areas like where my school was, nor in homes which feel more like prisons hahahahaha. I am freedom and love, and wish to go wherever and whenever – well I kept remembering what I was officially here for too o.

Another highlight of my trip was FOOD. I was advised to make my trip an ‘operation eat all you can’ because I had lot so much weight, and my cousin hosting me said she was putting me on a ‘1day/1kg’ diet. Both at home and school, AWWWWWWW Food Food Folly lol

I did make a lot of new friends, classmates and some blogger sister from World Pulse. We were so happy.

And yes, I had so much fun gallivanting an regaining my groove to be made up, swavy, sexy and good to go feeling funky hahahaha

You know, as in YOLO – You Only Live Once, I am doing the 4 Ls wherever I am. I live, I love, I laugh and I learn.

I am so grateful for this opportunity, and for all the Angels on my path during the trip. I return home filled from all angles you name them, and yes I was a good student after all hahahahaha

Do you know who you are or seek to be?

It’s a progressive assignment for me, but I think I am getting better at that. Let me encourage somebody too.

Have a lovely Sunday…loads of love from Accra Ghana hurray

The Church and Mental health challenges…could we be more…

Voice of the Voiceless — How can I be silent?

I leave dots after more because I leave it to each one to fill in what they want. I was shaken and yet poked up when I read of the pastor’s suicide. I was also in serious reflections about mental wellness whether you were a christian or not – coincidence or not? World suicide day had just come and gone, and I remember holding a knife to my heart 10 years ago while 5 months pregnant. I wrote several related posts on Facebook about this yesterday and I just saw another article which took me back to thinking about doing this post.

Here is the link to the article I read:

https://www.christianitytoday.com/edstetzer/2019/september/pastor-dies-by-suicide-three-things-we-all-need-to-know.html?share=

Now, I don’t know about out there, but in my country mental health challenges are ‘not welcome in church’ period. Better call them demon possessed attacks or wicked people thrown sorts on you – bottom line is you have to be delivered in church, you have lots of penance to do and …

With me being so vocal about my mental health challenges and my PTSD diagnosis from 2014, I quickly learned when I joined church that it’s not so welcome to be vocal – about that and about pretty much – like Rape. I am contemplating if I can swim in such a sea or if I have to leave for real.

So, will this suicide by a pastor cause the ‘church’ to become more…open, real, compassionate, and you can go on; or will they quickly dissociate from the victim pastor, finding reasons to show he was perhaps a ‘fake’ pastor after all?

We’ll see how it goes…in the meantime let’s remember #mentalhealthmatters