BECOMING ACHIAAH MARY
EPIC TALES 0F THE MANY ADVENTURES THAT HAVE DEFINED & IS REFINING ME
LAUGH. OCCASIONALLY CRY & GROW WITH ME
While these are written with the outmost truth, it’s also important to keep in mind that no man is an island & as such, each person mentioned is done so with their permission while some names have been withheld or altered to honour the privacy of others.
DISCLAIMER: the purpose of these blogs isn’t to “EXPOSE” anybody. But are rather, ropes to hopefully help others to climb out of some of the dark places that I have survived. PLEASE KINDLY READ AS SUCH & RESPECT MY FREEDOM OF SELF EXPRESSION.LATEST POSTS
RIGHT FROM THE START
If I could describe my early life in a complete sentence, it would be “a series case of unfortunate events”, because just like the movie, my beginnings were rough, REALLY ROUGH, the kind that is depicted in “rags to riches” movies and leaves you wondering how,
TO MY MOTHER
A love letter to my dear late mother, Victoria Yaa Agyeiwaa (and maybe yours too)
Cover art: “bloom” by Daniel Gerhartz via Pinterest. Adapted by Achiaah Mary
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