Dear Kenyans

I write to you today as an individual because I believe that decisions are made at an individual level.

I once heard a story of a man walking down a street. He could hear a dog howling and crying out and because he is a lover of dogs he set out to find where the dog was and how he could help it. A few houses down he found an old man sitting outside his house and his dog was crying out loudly in pain. In shock he asked the man why he wasn’t doing anything about the dog. The old man explained that the dog was sitting on a nail.

“So why won’t you move the dog?” The man asked
The old man replied,” the dog isn’t feeling as much pain for it to move itself, so why should I bother moving him?”

I read this story and thought of us as a country.We are the dog in this story.

We lament and cry out about the state of affairs but we do nothing to help ourselves.

We cry out in pain when our neighbour is injured by police,

we cry out when our daughters and sons are turned away from hospital because of the doctors and nurses strike.

We get angry when teachers strike because our children will stay home and we can’t feed them coz our economy is kinda messed up. Despite all this we do nothing about it.We sit and talk about it with our friends but that’s the end of that story.I’m guilty of it too.

However the most shocking of it all, is how despite sharing the same problems with our neighbour, we pick up stones to injure them because they do not associate in the same political lines as we do.
We have turned a friendly, generous people into hounds out for blood.
Politicians have turned us against each other, have made us angry with each other when the fault lies not with us,but solely on them.
We post angry, hateful, tribal messages online, sharing them via all social media platforms thinking it Is cool to threaten each other.

Where are we going?What are we doing? Do we want to go back to the same place we were in, in 2007 because of two men and their affiliates?
Do we want to scream bloody hell now, to stop the bloodshed that is most definitely coming, and instead scream out WE ARE ONE!!?πŸ‘

πŸ‘ͺ WE SHOULD BE ONE when the doctors & nurses strike happen, fighting for better services across our health sector.

πŸ‘ͺ WE SHOULD BE ONE when the lecturers and teachers strike because our children and all future generations deserve quality standard teaching and learning facilities.

πŸ‘ͺ WE SHOULD BE ONE in times of famine and drought, helping each other out with love and kindness.

πŸ‘ͺ WE SHOULD BE ONE especially during elections because my neighbor shares in my pain when fuel prices are increased midmonth, when ugali flour suddenly disappears in the shops, when because of poor economy we’ve lost our jobs.

So dear Kenyans, my one request is that for the next two weeks before this upcoming election, we spread peace and share love. We foster kindness and spread joy.

Let us show our children that there is joy in having 45 different cultures and communities living In ONE country. That we are a fuller and richer country because our differences unite us.

Share love and Spread peace

Always, Wangechi


Embrace the ugly, release the beautiful

I used to play victim each and every time something didn’t go my way.

I’d feel horrible and would always blame outside forces for the reason of my failures.

It couldn’t be me, it could only be the circumstances around me.

Why was life this way? Why couldn’t good things happen to me? Why couldn’t I have the kind of life my “friends” have?

This thinking started when I was in class five and has been a leech since then. Some days it gets better and I am able to acknowledge that some of the choices I’ve made haven’t been the best in any way; but sometimes , some days I wallow in the what ifs, in the comparison between myself and my friends; In how they are achieving their goals and I’m still stuck on most of the ones I set at 16. 

From the outside looking in, it may seem that I’ve got it all figured out. πŸ˜” My life seems like a poster of happy living and positivity. It’s not. Everyone’s childhood was tough, mine was no different. Though I grew up hating the circumstances around my formative years, I appreciate them now for I wouldn’t be where I am without the lessons I’ve learnt through each season that came with that childhood. 

I once read a book called “scars to stars” ( or something like that LOL😎 ). I was about 14/15 when I read it and the things I read there are what are influencing me in this moment and time. 
Like I said, looking in everything seems like it’s popping in my life, the smile shows a faΓ§ade of a life full of joy and true, allowing God in my life has brought most of that in, but some days the smile is a mask to the turmoil inside.😯
By now if you follow my blog you know I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder type 2 (something I disagree with nowπŸ˜’πŸ˜’). 

I admit I am a survivor of some serious depression and suicidal thoughts. It has its days and I’m here to just encourage anyone who feels like life is hard that good days are ahead.😊
I thought because of the relationships I saw growing up that I was doomed in the love department, but I met a guy who has loved and embraced all the good and bad in me and loves me despite it all.πŸ™ŒπŸ™Œβ€
I thought I’d never grow up to see my dreams of being a doctor come to be, because someone said to me that I’d never amount to anything, but I’m a year shy of graduation( praise Jesus).πŸ’ƒπŸ’ƒ
I thought I’d never get to a place of loving myself, because of a lot of nasty things I did to myself and to others, but it’s happening in its own way in its own time.
So you, you who is having a rough time smiling, you there, crying yourself to sleep wondering when the dawn will come.

You holding those pills thinking the end really seems better than the present moment, do hear this.
The best thing the world has ever known is in you. You are loved and appreciated by so many around you. They may not say it often but they do.You are beautiful , amazingly talented, you have the world at your feet and you are powerful. Embrace the power and let your light shine..

If you know someone struggling with depression and suicidal ideation, kindly share this with them.

I am also open to talking to anyone who feels this way. 
I love you folks