If we were having coffee, I’ld gulp down the entire cup of black coffee in a snap and tell you how its been a “multiple cups of coffee“ kinda week.
If we were having coffee, I’ll unburden an issue which has been bugging at me. I’ll tell you how I have seen and heard way more women shame other women, than I’ve seen men do to us. It’s made me realize that the problem begins with us. How can we expect change and progress and upliftment if we are aren’t willing to do the same for our sisters.
We rightly complain about unfair treatments meted out to us and then, we turn around the corner and do the same thing to another. It is just so tiring. If we were having coffee, I’d apologize for starting this discussion on a grainy turf, but some things need to be said.
If we were having coffee, I will remind you that you are not a lightweight to be pushed and pulled in multiple directions by whomever, however. You are a human being, molded with bones, fashioned with skin, strung together with tendons and ligaments, each working together to make sure you stand on your own two feet.
You know what you deserve, and because you haven’t gotten it yet, you settle for every X and Y that comes your way, every fickle human being who doesn’t know your worth. But my dear friend, you are not a lightweight, you are a stout whole being– you deserve to treat yourself that way and you deserve someone who would treat you the same.
If we were having coffee, I will lighten the moment by laughing about how my voice sounds like that of a dying frog– croaky, barely audible. I will tell you it’s been a “voice gone” kinda week. And before you start, yes, I have taken some lozenges, ginger tea, lemon tea… and now, I am sitting, waiting, hoping, praying, it gets to it’s normal range soon.
If we were having coffee, I will tell you that I have slowly come to a realization, which is — I am not an easy person to love. And it takes a certain kind of person and a certain kind of love to be able to get you to understand and accept that from within yourself; I’ll tell you I’m happy with my person. If we were having coffee, I will remind you of this, miracles do happen and if you are contemplating giving up, don’t… you are too young to give up on love.
If we were having coffee, I’d thank you once again for bearing with my croaking voice, for taking the time to attend this coffee date, and hope we can make it again next week.
Until then, wishing you loads of love, laughter and coffee.