Shackles

Walking through fields that reek of death, barren lands with rotting carcasses, Fog and gloom, no trace of light, No promise of a rainbow.

The winds carry the guttural hiss and caws of ominous birds, Bloody shackles gripping and pulling. My feet ache, covered with scrapes and burns, strained and weighed down by sinking sand and the burden of betrayal.

Loud and desperate footsteps echo around me. I stumble across a pool of water burning all my senses, putrid and tainted, offering no relief .

A glimpse of my reflection reveals mold, scars , gaping wounds , missing parts and rotten flesh, shock causes my feet to slip, stumbling back shocked by the revelation.

Gone is my smile and glistening eyes, in its place lies sunken windows, swirls of pain, broken promises and shattered dreams.

My heart dark and my face a mask of stone as maggots clamor to feast on a dying soul. In my haste to flee from what I see, I trip over decaying roots that claw at my legs, I am falling but I never land, tripped right into a bottomless pit, an empty hollow space.

Horrific screams echo around me with no signs of dawn , no end to this never ending night, but when I close my mouth the sorrowful cries cease.

When did my voice echo sorrow, my feet leave prints of blood and my aura darkness and spite. From fields of flowers to valleys of darkness.

The fall is never ending but as hope dims I see it and grasp a branch to hold my weight, climbing and crawling chasing the sliver of light that breaks the hold of darkness.

Forgiveness and letting go breaks the Shackles.

Gender based violence

Anyone that knows me personally knows how strongly I feel against gender based violence, women all over the world are subjected to so much pain, from rape, sexual assaults, domestic violence all the way to female genital mutilation.

Its crazy how people justify cultural practices that are centered around inflicting pain.

Yesterday the 6th of February 2022 was Zero Tolerance for female genital mutilation. Saw a lot of posts and Campaigns that caught my attention.

Today I’m attending an international forum on gender based violence and harmful traditional practices organized by Wassu Kafo.

It’s one thing to know what FGM is and hear distant stories but hearing a victim and survivor of FGM talking really breaks my heart.

It’s 2022 and we still have people supporting such inhuman acts.

It hurts to see the so called educated individuals justify things like this.

Why is the burden of purity on women alone?

People need to focus on addressing the men that support these practices and justify them in anyway.

Don’t even get me started on domestic violence.

Some weak frustrated men who lack self control decide to beat their spouses to express dominance.

These “men” want to be seen as lions when it comes to their wives but are nothing but scared puppies when challenged by their peers.

Why do we have cultural beliefs that make excuses for these cowardly boys that want to be seen as men.

Don’t get me wrong domestic violence from any gender is disgusting, I’m focusing on men inflicting harm to women because it’s basically a norm in this part of the world.

Girls are taught to accept any and everything a man does so she can “keep her home”.

Sexual assaults : Rape ( Marital rape included)

Why do some men think it’s impossible to rape their wives?

Because they view these women as property

Why are victims blamed ?

Why don’t people focus on the character flaw men who are violent, sexually assault and rape women have?

Somehow people justify these with comments about her dressing, her choice of words, where she was, they ask questions like” what did she wear?”

There is nothing that justifies rape, the rapist are sick, weak individuals that lack self control .

Then Child marriage 😡

We can have all the campaigns we want and talk to all the parents but that is not enough in this part of the world people ignore the fact a grown man being okay with marrying a 10 year old child is sick.

Parents permission or not as long as a girl is below 18, if you’re above 18 ( talk less of 40 plus) and you marry her or have sexual relations with her you should be arrested!

NMarriage is a lifetime commitment and you subject your child to a lifetime of torment and abuse.

How do you claim to love that child?

I’m not hating on arranged marriages, If your culture encourages arranged marriages that’s fine as long as it’s between consenting adults.

A child cannot consent for everything else so how do some men and parents justify this abuse by claiming the child agreed?

Some people say things like “I was married as a child, so why can’t you” or “my parents got me married early so I’d do the same to my child”.

I have some questions Are you happy? Did that child marriage make your life better? How did you feel when you were being forced? Don’t you want to give your child a better life than the life you had?

I don’t want to drag this on too much, I just had to express myself.

It’s 2022 let’s all do better , let’s end the “silence culture” because keeping quiet makes you as guilty as the perpetrators so let’s speak up, take a stand against barbaric and disgusting practices.

Help the victims/ survivors as much as we can.

The Side you see

I’m whole, everything is fine

The laughter is real, my smile lights up a room and the word happy seems like the most fitting description.

You’ve never seen me sad, never seen me cry, you can’t imagine me angry.

Overtime people expect and admire my “bubbly” personality, everyone comes to me when they’re sad because my happy aura just makes everything right.

In a few days when you’re all reading the eulogies you’ve written is happy and bubbly how you’d all describe me?

Did no one see the other side, was I really that great at hiding the pain or did you dismiss it?

Are you going to have a mental battle trying to figure out when the smile started being fake, when the laughter was forced, when I started wearing a mask?

Would you blame me for hiding the wounds or blame yourself for not seeing the scars?

Would you be worried, afraid that I somehow blame you, that you might have played a role.

Would you walk through every conversation we ever had, every memory looking for cracks that you missed?

Don’t, it’s too late but…..

There were moments I gave you glimpses

Moments I looked at you hoping you could see my bloodshot eyes, I joked about pain hoping you’d hear my cry for help but you couldn’t or wouldn’t.

I needed you to see that I was broken, to know that I was hanging on by a thread, see that a part of me was gone.

I wanted you to see me smile and hear me laugh but I needed you to see my tears and hear me sob.

I needed you to see behind my crumbling mask, to see through the cracks in my walls.

To see me Clearly and not through tinted lenses, to see all of me and not just one side.

The side you see is only half of me.

Thorri

Everyone goes through more than we know, there’s more than we can see. It’s important to always remember there’s a hidden side.

Live and love in a way you won’t regret.

Let people know you’re willing to be there for every side of them.

Set Free

There’s this feeling you get, a sort of freedom, like a weight is gone when you finally realise and accept that you can’t please everyone.
if you have ever been a “people pleaser ” you know how nerve wracking and stressful it can be when you feel like you have to make everyone happy.
It’s a huge weight when your greatest fear is disappointing others.
After some pain and some shed tears you get this awakening… that moment when you realise that some people are never going to be satisfied with you and that’s okay.
It won’t always happen the first time people fail to acknowledge your efforts but after a couple of times, when you get tired of crying it will all click.
You feel at peace when you accept that the only thing that should matter

is if you’re being the best version of yourself.
You can spend your whole life being the person people want you to be and yet it’s not enough, at the slightest slip up people will break you down and destroy you if you let them.
It’s important to always remember that the whole world can never be satisfied, when living your life never forget it’s your life alone.
You only live once so don’t forget to be happy, smile, persevere and don’t live to please others.
They’re living their life so make sure you live your best life.




Thorri

We can’t stop now.

What happened on the 20th of October 2020 should never be forgotten.
If you think the #EndSARS protests are unnecessary look at what they did when we asked them not to kill us and think again.
A government that allowed the murder of innocent unarmed civilians, is that the government you stand with?
Those thugs couldn’t care less about our lives. We have been silent for too long and it has gotten us nowhere.
These people consistently made a mockery of Nigeria, from snake swallowing money to monkey stealing money to a politician pretending to faint when he was asked how money (Nigeria’s funds) has been spent.
We laughed at it and used humor to ignore the pain but enough is enough.
We are not interested in recycling leaders anymore, we refuse to allow the blood spilled to be in vain.
Our brothers and sisters deserve justice, the government would rather burn the whole country than give us justice so we will take it.
We will be peaceful, the narrative will not be changed, we will not give up.
The tears of so many mothers, fathers, children and siblings will not be in vain.
As for the thugs/ murderers ( politicians) we will no longer be moved by empty promises.
Your cups are full, enough with the games.
There is no room for diplomacy you either  stand with #EndSARS or you are against it.
Let’s all make an effort to be part of the solution not the problem.

Staying silent is being part of the problem.
Our generation says SÒRÒ SOKÈ

#EndSARS
#EndbadGovernanceinNigeria

Ps.
Please don’t let any of those murderers deceive you, they’re all the same Atiku, Sanwoolu,Tinubu, Buhari, Dino… none is better.
We can’t recycle them, we need a new batch.


Love,
Thorri

Conversation Starter: Domestic abuse vs Corporal punishment

The tweet above got me upset as soon as I saw it so I immediately started writing.

I’m aware not everyone will share my opinion but that doesn’t change my opinion. I completely disagree with that tweet, to me the difference is so clear and I was shocked that anyone could boldly make such a comparison.

I decided to define and differentiate them because it’s apparent that the differences are not as clear as I thought at least not to everyone.

Corporal punishment (in homes to children it’s about training … to adults it’s seen with slaves or prisons..why? Because corporal punishment is a form of Corrective Discipline in children but once past formative years (I.e in adults it’s now a form of torture)

Punishment is a form of operant behavioral conditioning.

  • Most times done from a place of love (that’s what they know and believe) done to correct you usually after negative behavior.
  • hoping you become better ( more training rather than to hurt you.)

Is it the best or most effective form of discipline? That’s up for debate but there’s a line between discipline and domestic abuse.

Unless you were in a situation where you were beaten by your parents and guardians under the influence or without the aim to correct and beyond a certain threshold you have never been abused at least not in my opinion.

On the other hand…

Domestic Abuse (spousal abuse)

  • most times due to lack of self control and/or violent tendencies coupled with being under the influence.
  • A lot of times due to underlying issues.
  • Done specifically to hurt you often without provocation.

The fact that someone can casually make this comparison without considering what they’re indirectly promoting upsets me.

Choosing to Stay in an abusive relationship isn’t something people should take for granted.

I feel like people that choose to stay in that situation need therapy and prayers because whether we like to acknowledge it or not the choice they really made was to constantly be hurt physically and emotionally.
Some people and genuinely naive and hope things will change but some consciously made the decision to stay in that kind of environment.

Should their mental health be taken for granted ?

The normal reaction to pain or fear is fight or flight…what does that tell you when someone chooses neither? When someone chooses to constantly endure pain and to embrace hurt and fear regularly.

Can that be compared to the disciplinary measures parents took?

This was my opinion feel free to let me know yours in the comment section.

Thanks for reading

Love

THORRI.

Consistency

Has anyone else struggled with sticking to a routine? It can’t be just me right?

Consistency is acting or doing things the same way over time, so you’re not really consistent until it’s a routine.

Routines really are a blessing and a curse at the same time, it’s so exciting sticking to one but the moment you slip up once it literally feels like all progress made is just thrown out the window.

Being able to stick to a productive routine is one of the most satisfying things ever and as much as I’d like to deny it, it’s really just the an extremely healthy trait to possess.

It’s not just routines though, is your behavior consistent? Do you stick to your principles? Do you stay true to yourself? ( This is a topic for another day, it cannot share spotlight).

Consistency plays a huge role when working on Self love and caring for your mental health.

I feel like you never realise how big of a deal consistency is until you start with “adulting“.

It’s literally not just about laziness or boredom because you can’t even be consistent with relaxing or having fun.

It’s always fun to draw up a time table with different colored pens and maybe even make a checklist ( this is me shading myself) but when it gets to the implementation part you realise just how hard life can be, 24 hours suddenly doesn’t feel long enough and you ask yourself what you were thinking when you made a checklist with over 10 things to do each day.

I’m clearly still working on consistency.

Anyone have any hacks to becoming consistent?

It’s not just about fitness or work either being at peace, being happy, staying unbothered… these things require a whole new level of consistency.

We need to learn to be consistently at peace and happy early on because it only gets harder the older we get.

The thing with Consistency is practice really does make perfect, while I’m not a consistent blogger, I’m becoming a consistent student and a slowly working towards being consistent with exercise, content creating and being at peace.

So the goal for today is to take things one step at a time, pick an area ( fitness, studying, self Love etc) focus on it and track your milestones, try to stay consistent for 5days then 10 then 15 and keep at it until it’s a habit and it sticks.

Thanks for reading

Love Thorri

2020 Update

Hi guys it’s been a while, I’m sure the right thing to do would be to apologize before I start defending myself.

I’m so sorry for the inconsistency, I know it’s been months since my last blog post, I would try  to be more consistent.
Thank you for reading, sharing, liking and supporting I really do appreciate it.

Note that I started the right way so I can now make excuses…

In my defense I really haven’t had much inspiration or motivation of late and writing isn’t something I do as a chore, it’s a form of expression for me and there’s been nothing I’ve wanted to talk about for a while.

I’ve also been really busy dealing with a lot of changed plans this year.

I don’t know how 2020 has been for you guys but this year literally just told me to tear up whatever timelines and plans I have and throw it away.

It’s so funny how you realize that you’re low-key a control freak when things aren’t going as planned.

I have faith that this year will get better and I’d have testimonies to share.

I’m going to be bold and let you guys know I’m going to have good news to share with you guys before the end of this year… it would deserve a blog post on it’s own.

Anyways till then, I’d make a genuine effort to be more consistent with my posts while staying true to myself because if it isn’t straight from the heart then it’s not really bloggingwiththorri.

This post was literally just to remind you guys I’m still here and 2020 still has a lot of positive things in store for all of us.

There would be a new blog post in a week…maybe less so stay tuned.



Thank you

Love Thorri

Verse of the Day

I read this verse again today and I feel like it would be unfair of me if don’t share.

This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success. Joshua 1:8 AMP https://bible.com/bible/1/jos.1.8.AMP

Defining Rape

I have some extremely protective friends so before my phone starts blowing up, I’m fine.. this post isn’t about me or any personal experiences.

A friend of mine sent me a video that is trending on Instagram right now and although the video wasn’t focused on this ( Video was about a woman that killed her one year old daughter) I couldn’t help but dwell on a comment she made, “it wasn’t rape because I went to his house but it was forced”.

Just before I saw this video I was watching my Crynicles on YouTube (feel free to check it out… its good) and in one of the episodes something similar happened and apparently to some people going to his house or being in some sort of relationship with him no longer allows the situation to be classified as rape.

I’m not going to pretend that it isn’t disappointing that in 2020 the definition of rape is still debatable, it’s hard to comprehend that some people  try to justify force or refusal to listen to a simple two lettered word ( NO).
I don’t see how your relationship, what you wear or where you are can be justification for someone else’s lack of self control.
Rape in my opinion comes from an individual’s lack of self control, the only party to blame here is the rapist…
The rapist doesn’t get to make excuses or claim they were led on by the relationship, the environment or what the person was wearing, there is no circumstance that vindicates a rapist.
Just so there is no question on what rape is I decided to include its definition:
Rape is a type of sexual assault usually involving sexual intercourse or other forms of sexual penetration carried out against a person without that person’s consent. The act may be carried out by physical force, coercion, abuse of authority, or against a person who is incapable of giving valid consent, such as one who is unconscious, incapacitated, has an intellectual disability or is below the legal age of consent“.
(From Wikipedia )

Notice how its rape with or without bruises & scars?

Now that the definition has been established, I won’t feel like I let out all I had to say if I don’t address the mentality that the victim is at fault.

It’s so sad that even after experiencing that kind of trauma, the victim is still given a portion of the blame.
No one is responsible for someone else’s behavior and we all know that,  so why then is the victim given a part of the blame or worse tagged as a liar.
Why should his/her pain be belittled just because they were in a relationship or he/she visited the person or he/she was out late?
Why should how a person is dressed be used to defend the act?
While I’m all for sharing responsibility, owning up to faults and sharing the blame…
When it comes to rape there’s only one guilty party and it’s never the victim, NO means NO.

Sex or sexual activity is not an option unless there is clear verbal consent and even if he/she initially gives consent, the person always reserves the right to change his or her mind.
No matter the circumstances rape is never ok, the fact that this is still a topic is so upsetting, I shouldn’t have to think about whether or not the world is going to believe me, whether or not it classifies as rape since I know him? 
As long as I refuse its rape, our relationship, what I’m wearing or where it happened should never play a role.

I’m aware there are two sides to every story but the unfortunate truth is with or without that video this is definitely something that still needs to be discussed.

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