Rolistance

I don’t go to Church because I believe that God is everywhere, I can reach Him anywhere and I don’t have to prove to anyone that I too pray. Recently, an old and extremely rude lady condemned me for not attending Church service. Before she went any further, I held up my hand and told her to just forget I said a thing. I also wished her well in living her perfect life.

OK. Just about the whole point of this is, IF YOU’RE NOT GOING TO BE NICE/ACCEPTING TO OTHERS, AT LEAST MIND YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS AND LET THEM ALONE. DON’T MAKE IT HARD FOR THEM.

We by now all know that everyone is unique, very much different in thier own way. Maybe you have deep blue eyes? Maybe your eyes are completely milky. Perhaps you have to use a braille, hearing aids, a wheelchair, a crutch, braces, spectacles or whatever. But I promise, the last thing I’d think of doing is using your condition to hurt you(I’ve been there, and I still am). I’ll just respect the fact that life hit you different, shake your five, knuckle you up, wish you a great day and mind my business.

Or, let me use a pretty different example…. Gayness… Yeah. You read that right. It’s not even a big deal. It’s just the homophobes and closeted gays that make it out to be. As soon as someone comes out as gay, society starts raving on and on about how God hates such people. About how they are going to be hanged or some other terrible punishment, whatever. If society has nothing nice to say about the gay couple, why not just shut up and mind its business. Like, ‘oh, them! Never mind. None of our business. Good day sir!’
A whole bunch of hateful words are going to destroy the person they are thrown at. I believe the only time you can condemn someone for their shortcomings is when you’re 100% sure you have none. When you’re 100% sure you’re perfect. Unfortunately, you aren’t. I’m not. We aren’t. Not one of us is. Let’s just shut up for a while there and think. “What sort of impact will my words have on so and so? How am I going to benefit from saying what I’m about to say? Duh! I won’t benefit. Will just cost me a good many drops of saliva.’

I sure do hope I’ve driven the point home.

If you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them.
Changing the world starts with YOU.

#Rolistance.

You don’t have to be a graduate from Harvard university to gain my respect. You don’t have to own that expensive Rolex watch for me to greet you first. You don’t have to own the latest iPhone to get me to notice you. And you certainly don’t have to cruise around in a Lamborghini for me to shake your five.

If you own either of those, or all, but you have no respect for humanity, then I certainly won’t respect you. If you can’t respect that chimney sweep down the street, I’m not going to respect you either. How you treat others is how I’ll treat you.

I’m not impressed by what you own. You ain’t taking none of that shit to your grave.

Just be humble and sit down. One day one time, death is going to silence you, just as it will silence those who own less than you have.

Then you’ll realize that we’re all equal.

Let me end this on just one note, FRIGGING BE HUMBLE AND SIT DOWN! Aye, sit your ass down!

#Rolistance

Ever loved someone so much that you felt that if ever they left you, you would die? Yes? Me too. I did. I relate. And when they left me, I lived through it. And I’m not just talking about the romantic sort of love(though it’s inclusive).

I lost my brother, someone I’d die for more than a million times. I felt my world crumble. My heart was shattered. He had always been by my side. He was not just a brother to me…he was my best friend, my partner in crime, my counselor, my shoulder to cry on, someone who motivated me to write even when I lacked inspiration, someone who introduced me to the awesome world of music. Then in the blink of an eye, he was no longer by my side. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw him lying still in the coffin. I refused to believe he was gone, but eventually got to live with it. Here I am now, quite Ok. I miss him but, I did move on. Two years and a half now. Yeah, it takes time but, you eventually move on. I got to realize that I have two more brothers who love me. And a mother I connect with very much.

My point is, when someone walks out of your life, don’t try to hold them back. Let them go, even if they don’t give you any reasons for them leaving. Some things don’t need explaining anyway.

When they leave, it will hurt. Yes, they’ve hurt you. But if after a long period of time you’re still grieving, it’s you hurting yourself now. Why? You’re holding on. You’ve refused to let go. You’ve failed to grasp the fact that it’s over. The sooner you accept the fact that they’re gone, the earlier you’ll get used to not having them around, and the soonest you’ll be able to expel the grief from your heart. Stop hurting yourself with ‘what ifs’ and ‘if onlys’.

Just dry your tears and say, ‘Yes, I can brave this storm.’, and work towards bringing back your happiness. It starts with you. YOU. Not them. Not how they treated you. Not what they said to you.

#Rolistance

Are you lame? Deaf? Have some serious health issue, for instance, suffering from a bad disease? Have terrible bilolarity, thoroughly antisocial? Blind(say thanks to whoever read this out to you)? Being abused either physically or emotionally, or both? Yes?

You’re not alone. We’re many. One huge throng of us. Yes. You heard that right. “US”. I’m hard of hearing. And I use hearing aids. I’m not scared of showing the world that I’m half-deaf. Like, ‘hell yeah. I’m unique. You wanna know why? I’m the only one using hearing aids.’

So, why should you be ashamed of whatever problems you are facing? Don’t belittle yourself by fearing to face & challenge the world. Everyone can beat everyone else at something. There’s always that one thing you can do better than the “abled people”. So, now what? Hold your head high. You’re your own boss. You don’t need anyone to accept you to live a happy life. Certainly not! You don’t need to be able to run to reach your destination. You don’t have to be able to hear to make it. Most of the people out there only discuss nonsense anyway. Not worth listening to.

On top of that, DO NOT let anyone call you disabled. You are not! You’re just unique. Like, “hell yeah. I’m of a different make.” Be proud of yourself no matter your shortcomings. We all have them, anyway. Just embrace them.

Hold your head high. I’ll end this with just one important note. ‘IT STARTS WITH YOU. CHANGE HOW YOU SEE YOURSELF AND THE WORLD WILL FOLLOW SUIT.’

#Rolistance

When you’re just starting out in life, a lot of people are not going to believe in you. They are going to trash your ideas and your passions, they are going to try to dictate your life and dare to contradict them and all hell is going to break loose. Some are going to trash your name, others are going to walk away from you, leave you ‘stranded’ and try to make you drown in failure. A few are going to stand by you.

Despite all this, you just have to be set in your decisions. Just focus on your goal. If you’re going to do what they think is best for you, I’m sorry then. That’s their life you’re living, not yours. That would be prioritizing them above you.

Yes, they might walk away from you, they might trash your name, but so long as you remain focused and continue driving at your goals, so long as you focus on yourself, it’s not going to sting that much.

Yes, the journey might be hard, but just so long as you believe in yourself, make yourself your first priority and bet on yourself, I assure you that you won’t lose. No one knows you better than you.

It begins with YOU

#Rolistance

Ruby leant against the table, staring hard at Alverrah who sat on a chair fidgeting. Two years ago, she had borrowed a pretty good sum of money from him and he had finally come to collect it.

‘Babe’ he said, staring lazily at her. ‘I’ve given you more than enough time to get your shit together and pay me back my cash…..without interest.’ He put so much emphasis on the last two words that she couldn’t help scowling at him. Big deal, she thought. ‘And stop looking as though someone released one great big fart right under your nose. It won’t help, you know.’ he added, leering at her.

Alverrah scowled all the more. ‘You don’t have to be so rude, you know.’

Ruby looked down at her, his face set into a frown, thinking hard. ‘You know what? I’ll add you two, I repeat, two more months to get your shit together & pay up.’

‘Or else…’ said Alverrah bitterly before she could atop herself.

Ruby grinned down at her. ‘Or else, it’s debtor’s prison for you.’ He then stood erect, hi grin still in place, gave her a mocking bow, and said ‘Good day’ in a husky tone, then turned to leave.

As soon as she thought he was out of the house, she jumped onto her feet and made as though to kick a cushion lying on the floor close by. She then heard someone clearing their throat. She whipped around, only to find Ruby watching her from the doorway, hardly making any effort to hide his amusement.

‘Well, well, well. What do we have here?’ he asked, then walked to the cushion that Alverrah had intended to kick and lovingly picked it up. After dusting it, he threw it into the nearest sofa. ‘That’s not what you should be kicking, dear.’ he said, leering. ‘Come and I’ll show you something.’ He beckoned her to follow him & led her into her own kitchen, then stopped in front if the stove. He pointed down at it. ‘Kick this, love, and not that miserable cushion, else you’re a big fat coward.’ He grinned once more, bowed a little and then walked out of the kitchen, humming a soft tune to himself.

Alverrah was exasperated beyond words. Ruby, of all people, had insulted her and she, Alverrah, hadn’t done a thing about it. Never mind. She’d get even with him soon enough.

Hello everyone. I’m Anne Mary Ninsiima Romeo, 18 years old and proudly a Ugandan. I’m as normal as could be, except for my hearing impairment, hence, I use hearing aids. Without them, I’m as deaf as deaf. No, I’m not ashamed of myself. In fact, I want to use it to show people out there, that nothing is impossible. No matter what they don’t have, they still have tons a lot more than they realize. I love writing, and I’ll hustle through to make it. I don’t have wealth, but I have brains, health & the drive. I hope to get this message out to many who need to read this. Fight for what you want. Thank you. Have a great week.

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

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