KÄRLEK
I was born in 1989; a cross between a shining star and a guardian angel my mother said. I grew up in an average family home and I had what would be considered a normal upbringing. Even before I became fully conscious of self; before I had the words to be, I strongly desired the extraordinary over ordinary. I studied Economics and Business Management but I wanted to be a supermodel living in New York so I left home at 19. Home was a small city in Nigeria called Portharcourt. I left home with a one way ticket, $300 and a heart full of dreams. I failed at that and moved back to my small city with a tired heart and no savings. I moved ahead filling my time with my next dream of greatness. I started a spinning studio; but I failed at that also. In 2014, my sister died and she took the optimistic part of me with her to the grave. I broke in ways that no verb can describe. I became a passive being. Going with the flow. I did not put any conscious attention to anything; how to be a person or how to love or how to fight for a dream or how to have passion. I let it all go. I was just a body with no soul. Looking back now, I felt as though I was sleep walking for years without waking up once. That is the best and simplest way to describe this to a third party.