Eight out of every ten people you ask on the streets of Lagos or online will confidently tell you, “Me, I don’t have friends. I’m always on my own, I don’t like to show myself”. But if you look closely past the tough exterior, this trending lifestyle of “just me, myself, and I” is quietly driving us into a massive epidemic of deep loneliness.
Category: Reflections
A dedicated space for looking back to move forward. Explore deep dives into personal growth, mindful observations, and the lessons learned along the way.
You can travel without money – A dream too good for Africans
Yet, in my mind, I was a digital nomad, well, a local digital nomad and I can prove it because the last five years of being a goddamn scriptwriter, I didn’t do it being stationary in Lagos. I took my laptop with me and travelled to serene villages.
One month hiking in the hilly village of Enugu, six months living in the bustling city of Osogbo, three months living in Agbor, four months here, five months there, on and on I went living in villages in complete isolation and solitude for four or five years.
A chaotic world; do you have a sanctuary equivalent where you can always retreat to be yourself?
When actions are contradictory and the environment feels chaotic and deafening, turning toward one’s own voice is not just a form of self-care, it is often the only way to navigate through the noise.
In such situations, your inner voice often becomes critical. However, it is mostly ignored due to existing convictions or is difficult to listen to because of external noise or the bandwagon effect.
But, the need to pause, ignore the noise, stop waiting for answers when there’s already a deafening silence, and take a retreat to reconnect with your inner self can never be overemphasised.