Catherine Nyomenda
Bio
I love writing. I love the swirl of words as they tangle with human emotions. I am a flexible writer and can write almost anything, do you need any help creating content? Well then, get in touch...
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REALISM
In the movies love vetoes every other decision. Brides and grooms are regularly left at the altar because their future mates have decided to run off with someone else with whom they are “really in love”. Once you fall in love, in the Hollywood version, every other promise you have made is null and void. You can’t be held to any previous commitment. The person with whom you “fall in love” will become the object of your life, your future, your dreams, and your satisfaction. You have suddenly realized that they and they alone will make you complete. They will make you whole. Life will have meaning like it never has before (except for all the other times you’ve been in love). In fact, you will find yourself living and thinking the lines from your favorite songs. “I don’t know what I’d do without you” and “I can’t go on without you baby” You begin to believe you can’t make it without him/her. You constantly daydream about this person, writing perfect, romantic scripts about your future life together. You fully expect that this person will be able to meet your deepest longings and needs and come through for you 100 percent of the time. Though we all intellectually know it’s impossible, we have been subtly taught to base our future happiness on the unconscious expectation that finding the right person will solve all our problems.
By Catherine Nyomenda10 months ago in Writers
TODAY WAS GOOD.
I’m just going to post this because the day that I had today was beyond just an ordinary “good” day. I have been struggling to believe in myself the way I used to for a very long time. I didn’t realize the gravity of the things that I was experiencing. I couldn’t figure out what was blocking me, stopping me, hiding me, and I grew fearful. That fear has gripped me for years. It manifested and actualized in my reality, and that …really sucked.
By Catherine Nyomenda10 months ago in Poets
DEMONS
I used to think that taming your inner demons was a matter of transcending them. I used to believe that the gnawing notion of "not good enough" would be silenced when I was able to move past my mind’s eye because of course, our inner demons do not base their case in reality.
By Catherine Nyomenda10 months ago in Poets
WRITING AS A HOBBY.
Since I was little, I always loved writing and reading. My world is surrounded by both of them. The world was too quiet back then. I don’t have many friends. My dad used to be a workaholic while my mom was not close enough to her children. In the old days, we fill the loneliness of our days by reading books. Writing a diary is also a cliché kids do, and it keeps continuing from kids, into teenage, and until now. Telling random things in front of someone is like exposing my vulnerability, which I am never comfortable with. I always show myself behind words.
By Catherine Nyomenda10 months ago in Poets
CHAPATIS.
Is the way to a man’s heart through the stomach? I grew up being told this left and right. My mother would pinch me hard when I over-salted the soup for dinner. She would spank my head when the rice overcooked, and I dreaded the days she probed me to prepare ‘ugali’ which is an African dish.
By Catherine Nyomenda10 months ago in Writers