WherStories
Live Like I Am
Andrew has been married to his wife Serah for more than a decade and they have both built one of the most respectable families in their neighborhood. The happiness in their home reflects on their children even. The couple has never had any reason to question their place in each other’s lives and that became the basis of their commitment
Aisha, Zara and Thomas
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled within the heart of Nigeria, there lived a young woman named Aisha. Her days were shaped by the vibrant colors, rich scents, and the pulsating rhythm of her community. Aisha was deeply devoted to her Muslim faith, finding solace in the teachings and rituals that guided her life. However, there was
It’s Love, I Know It
I thought going to school, getting the right job, and getting married were all I needed for my dreams to come through as a growing girl but I was wrong. I got all those quite alright but happiness was still far off. I met my husband after university, we dated for eight months and tied the nut afterward, and started
Lodged in my Head
Growing up in a strong muslim household was all I knew as a little girl. I even dreamt that I would grow to be like my step mother who had lived in Saudi while she studied for a degree in Islamic studies until she met my father and had to return home for their marriage, only I promised to get
Healing Songs
Mia is a talented, young, struggling musician who had always felt like she didn’t fit in. She worked really hard to make ends meet and lived in a small, run-down apartment managing her life according to her small income. Her life felt like a constant battle, and she often wondered if she would ever find happiness but she held her
FEARS AND VICTORIES
Being different as a child was one of my earliest inductions to how uncomfortable being anything other than societal expectation makes people. I was bullied for playing with the boys instead of my fellow girls, looked at with disgust for walking like a guy, labelled for preferring my brother’s clothes to that of my sisters, for preferring to do carpentry
Queer Moms
Growing up was fun but it always bugged me why my Mom would rather I live with my grandmother than with her in the city where I have heard grandma brag about how well she was doing there, considering the amount of money and items she send for my upkeeps I am sure she wouldn’t have any problems if I
WHY BABY
The biggest thing that ever happened to me was coming out. It was a Boxing Day morning, I had blurted it to my religious mother who almost had a heart attack. She kept harping on about how my cousins and the kids of her friends were married to nice guys and how I hadn’t even brought a guy home since
Wrote Me Out Of Depression
I had a hard childhood and it reflected in my behaviour patterns. To give a better background, my mom died while I was 6years old, by my eighth birthday my dad remarried and that became the tail end of everything in my childhood. My step-mom was not mean to me or anything but as a kid, I had nobody who