I miss my confident self.

Confidence.

A simple word but in practice, has such great magnitude on our lives.

I used to be confident I stress the word "used" that part of me died which sounds tragic and sad but to me its shameful because how can I let the words of people I don't even see anymore or talk to eat my confidence alive with no mercy. How can I let their venom corrode the part of me that I was truly proud of, ever since I was a kid I was confident in anything. I was confident in making friends, standing up in class or defending my friends from bullies everyone was aware of it some people loved it others envied it.

Being in a girl's school wasn't so bad I made sure to never compare myself to anyone but have fun was it a conscious effort? Nah it wasn't, it came naturally to me but at the age of 14-15 things changed the one feature of mine that I never noticed or even cared about, it was just seamlessly part of me became an enemy I resented it...... my forehead. Yes I know it sounds ridiculous but you don't understand I was teased in a 'friendly' manner in front of my science class by these girls who had insecurities of their own it got to me and how very sad that is.

I miss my confident self, the one with the easy smile the one who holds her head up high.

Now I'm just a girl who overthinks too much about things that shouldn't matter :(

Perceptions

Growing up, I was taught that Africa was poor by nature but I was told Africa was mineral-rich, a wealthy continent hidden 


by greed and poverty.This conflicted with my ideas of poor black children walking miles for food and water.




Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist 


is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.