Author name: wheradmin

I am a pastor’s child and I am gay. I laugh out loud any time I use “Pastor’s son and gay” in the same sentence because in Nigeria it’s like saying you are white and black but I am and recently I have accepted that as my narrative. Growing up was tough for me and […]

I grew up with my grandmother and it was the trickiest childhood experience that I’ve seen anybody have. This story is not about me but about “Nwanyi Obi” Matriarch of the thresholds (I had to carefully put in vocabularies that’ll make this story make sense to you as much as possible). My grandmother left my

I have been married for six years and blessed with two beautiful kids. I have never liked being married, especially to my husband, don’t get me wrong, he is not a bad guy despite his short fallings but I don’t like being married to him because he is a MAN. I first kissed a girl

Getting my new job was one of those life providential workings that change one’s life. I was fresh out of school and frantically searching for white-collar jobs but then I got a place in a Boutique uptown just to keep body and soul together. I became the store manager in the littlest time and before

I had always dreamed of my wedding as a child and like every dreamy child, I hoped for a dreamy life. Cute husband, cute kids and a beautiful home. I even journaled the kind of wedding I wanted as early as my first year in Secondary school and it was going to be a private

Getting a job after Uni was a hard one for me. I stayed back in Awka because I was scared to leave my comfort zone. I was home, broke and lonely, not because I had nobody but nobody to call my own. My university relationship was over as soon as we wrote out last papers

I cursed that wet morning. The morning that ruined my new Nike shoes, even if it’s a fake Nike but I worked so hard to buy that shoe after many months of savings. Today I wanted to slay to work but the weather had bones to pick with me. My new outfits were all ruined

I have been married for six years and blessed with two beautiful kids. I have never liked being married, especially to my husband, don’t get me wrong, he is not a bad guy despite his short fallings but I don’t like being married to him because he is a MAN. I first kissed a girl

I am not the lesbian who grew up “knowing” that I liked girls so I guess am a “Late Bloomer” so to say but I watched lesbian porn and was always thrilled by the idea of being touched by another woman and the tenderness of it all but that’s as far as I got and

When young queer people say “stay away from married women” my heart breaks because married people deserve love too and it feels odd being discriminated against by your kind. I lost both my parents at nine my siblings were left to be raised by our paternal grandparents. They did a great job with us and