Proud Mgbeke🙋🙋.

Yh yh, I know I said the name existed because of my poor dress sense. Well, the Mgbeke part of it came from my dress sense but then, there is the ‘proud’ part… A totally different and detailed part that no one really got to know about.

The break between my WAEC and my admission was so very long. Like I was literally jobless. I had so much time on my hand and well I gave myself away to movies and more movies…lemme be specific romance movies. You know, the types where the girl is always falling down,the guy is always catching… breeze is always blowing and the girl’s hair is always flying and even more unrealism. Little did I know with or without your permission, you eventually become what you watch.

Gradually my life focus began to shift. I just wanted my own knight in shining armor. Handsome of courseeeee or please have you ever seen any ugly lead actor?. I entered Uni with village life deeply rooted in me and fully reflecting in all i do especially my dressing. I was laughed at in my class and one day, one of my lecturers called me Mgbeke and the whole class adopted it. It was too bad… Twas’nt how I expected my University life to be especially after I had pestered my parents to give me all their saving so I could go shopping for clothes.

It was during this period I met Clara and Co. Now let me explain Clara Was The leader of the clique and the identity of the rest actually did not matter because they had lost their identity and had just become Clara copycats. I helped Clara in a test and she decided to ‘honour’ me by asking my to join her group which I happily did and that was the biggest mistake of my life.

Soon, everything about me changed. I started lying to my poor parents to get money for clothes, bags and so many irrelevant things like wine and partying🤦. I started partying like a fool forgetting not only my root but also my Christian background. It was during one of my grooves that I met Hassel. Hasssel looked like a lazy Sunday Morning wrapped up in ice-cream yes he looked that good. We clicked off instantly ahmean he was everything.

In the eyes of the world, he was the perfect boyfriend I was so lucky. But in the confines of his room, he was a panelbeater he beats me up every single time after sleeping with me like a toy and then he comes back the next day with gifts to say sorry. I had scars I never had even as a stubborn kid who was flogged everyday or almost everyday. I still had to cook for him ooo with the money i got from my parents oo. My poor parents.

My life was a mess but, I refused to walk away. I thought I was having the best i deserved. I thought because he slept with me and said sweet words then it must be love. My head so messed up by the things i watched and the people around me. For months I suffered in silence and was doing couple goals for the public. It was at this point I met Amaka and she led me to Christ. I was a born Christian but I had never been educated or exposed to God’s love the way Amaka showed me.

Slowly…very slowly I got out of the snare I put myself into just because I didn’t want to be called an Mgbeke anymore. I was addressed as a Slay Queen when I was still with Clara but I have never felt as empty and worthless as I felt then. I got to understand so many things. You are not the what someone woke up one morning and decided to call you.

-The clothes you wear and the things you have never I repeat never make up the man you are. Like never if not, the richest people would be the nicest people on earth and only the rich would make heaven.

-Love and disrespect or violence never goes together. Love is not sex and pain and pleasure do not necessarily go together.

After dropping my high fake lifestyle, Clara reinitiated the Mgbeke name and everyone followed but I tell you I have never been so proud of anything than I was of that name at that point. If being an Mgbeke meant knowing Christ, not being a sex toy and a punching bag for some guy, being decent, being reasonable, being resistant to bullshit, then, I am a PROUD MGBEKE. Like a very PROUD MGBEKE.

heeeeeeeeeey I hope you really enjoyed this one too please let me know what you think and don’t forget that Jesus loves you🖤❤ or that you… Whoever you are or whatever you have done or been through can only be loved one way… The right way.