NA INSIDE PAIN I TAKE FIND MY CREATIVITY BACK

Hi, Steemates,
Today I decided to write in Nigerian Pidgin English. Yes, I am from Nigeria and spicing things up with my pen sometimes isn't a bad idea.

My people, sometimes na when life show you shege, your brain go begin dey work like say na engine wey dem just service.

This post na personal one. I be writer. But for like three months straight, I no fit write anything. Blank brain. Na so I go dey look my screen dey cry sometimes. E weak me.

But something happen recently. One night wey NEPA carry light again, I just carry candle siddon for corner. Breeze dey blow, everywhere calm. I carry my old jotter begin read tori wey I write years ago. Na there I see say, “Ah, this girl sabi write!”

I pick pen begin write wetin I dey feel that night. I no even plan say e go make sense. But when I finish, I shock. The pain wey I bin dey feel just pour out like say na water. I feel light. I feel human. I feel like me again.

Creativity no be only when idea dey sweet. Sometimes na your own struggle dey birth your best work. I learn say inspiration no dey always come with smile. Sometimes e come with tears. Sometimes, silence. Sometimes, frustration.

So this post na reminder: if you dey go through dark time, no throw your pen or brush away. Create inside the darkness. You go shock say light dey wait for you for there.

I dey share this one make e ginger person wey don almost give up. Try again. Write. Draw. Sing. Even if na nonsense you feel say you dey do, do am. Na from there greatness dey start.

You fit even turn your pain to product. Turn your experience to expression. That one na real art.

Make we no let pressure of perfect creation kill the small joy of just creating. Because na there healing dey. Na there purpose dey hide.

Thanks to this beautiful community wey dey appreciate true creativity. I see una. I hail una.

Thank you so much for reading. 😍