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Dear Stranger,

I returned to school after a stint with mental illness and people were still bothersome as always. Seriously, people never change. People always have the immense propensity to stay the same and often the more it is impossible to justify a person’s bad behavior, the more their inclination to not change at all. I cannot understand this. No one can...
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Dear Stranger,

The weather recently, particularly the winds, has not left me in the best shape. The pangs of sharp pains I usually feel towards the right of my chest when I get anxiety attacks have been triggered. My palpitations have been some sort of wild too. Also, insomnia has had a striking homecoming. Not that it ever left. It’s always been here...
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Dear Stranger,

My father doesn’t listen to me and neither does anyone in my family. My sisters do but it’s really selective sieved listening. They listen and then they demand. In fact it’s almost like they listen so they can demand in retribution. And I have no problem with that. I have no problem with my sisters...
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Dear Stranger,

Has it been long since we last spoke?

I got one of the things I have always wanted and I felt so happy I became inordinately scared because happiness in my life is like droplets of silver in rivers of gold.
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Dear Stranger,

I reached peak sadness in the summer of 2010 when my best friend died. Seven years later and I am still feeling the jabs and blows of persistent sadness in the face like uninvited gusts, on the weakest sides of an alien hut in a desolated island. And indeed I have grown to become an island of the skin of a man, enveloped in the very nuance of lifeforms. Existing but not quite participating. And it is true what people say that the past does move on but sometimes I believe we do move on with it.
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Why so complex?
Why so complex?
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What Nobody Tells You About Your Teenage Years
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New Read
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...When you go to a funeral that you are invited to, you visualize that you share in the pain of the bereaved and while you may do, you do not. It might be a lot – your sadness, but it is never enough. You may cry, in a way that depicts sadness to the natural gaze of others but you do not really feel the pain...
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One of my shortest stories 😊
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