The Worst is over

This is the fifth story in the series of elite women that have overcome toxic marriages and relationships. I listen as she shares with me her story of loss, abuse and the fight to overcome. In my eyes, the path for my future was well paved out it was clear and very bright. But there…

Walking Away

When she heard that I was profiling stories of elite women that have overcome abusive relationships on my blog, she had already written her story and was waiting for a platform to share it. for the past four weeks, I have had the privilege of hosting elite women on my blog to tell their stories…

I have never healed

I met her at a meeting in Nairobi in 2015, she is bubbly, we stayed in touch through Facebook. When I called out to elite women to share their stories of victory against abuse, she inboxed me admitting that she was not sure whether she had really overcome, I told her to share anyway. She…

Coming out on the other side

My friend texted me after she had read the “Happily Never After” story that I featured on this blog last week. She asked whether I was only writing about Ugandans that had overcome abusive relationships and I told her that if I got an opportunity to interview those outside Uganda, I would definitely take it…

Happily Never After

 For some Ugandan women, the case of happily ever after is a tale that has remained in the story books and Telemundos. Violet watched as the man she fell in love with became a monster, hoping against hope that he would change. I listened intently as Violet narrated her story to me. “Ours was love…

I Am The Lost Son

Last Sunday, I returned to the spot where I met Jaffari. I had came with glad tidings. Some readers of Jaffari’s story driven by compassion sent me mobile money to help him start his dream business.  But he was not there, I stood confused. As I turned to leave, there was a young man in…

  Homeless Kampalans – Jaffari’s Story

 After three years in Luzira prison, Jaffari is back to his spot in the city. Back to homelessness. Back to sleeping under the bare sky. Unsure of where to start from.  Prison gave him food and shelter, but the streets give him hope and freedom. The a 23-year-old narrates his story. “ My father run…