“The quality of our lives depends not on whether or not we have conflicts, but on how we respond to them.”
— Thomas Crum
Hey you,
Do you know that I just realized I’ve been titling these letters with “episodes” instead of “chapters” like how I started? Old age is really a bitch. So, how are you doing? Has January been fair to you? Also, is it just me or January is kinda fast this year? P.S before we go any further, I should confess that I was unable to make the creamy pasta that I promised because I can’t seem to find Fettuccine or Linguine anywhere. If you live in Lagos, please tell me what store you get yours. I don’t want to use Spaghetti for this so, I guess I’ll share my recipe the next time I write to you. #FingersCrossed
I was wandering on Twitter streets when I saw this comment and it got me thinking a lot.

Is this a general thing that people believe in? Because I’ve had arguments with people that this line of thinking romanticizes toxic behaviour. In my entire adult life, even as a teen, I can’t remember ever getting into a fight with a partner or my friends. There are some people who believe that if you haven’t gotten into a fight with a loved one, then you’re not being your real self and I find that a little problematic. Why do we have to fight? Why can’t we disagree compassionately? Must we intentionally hurt each other because we want to prove our point or show our “real”selves?
I mean, I get that in relationships there’ll be conflicts but I think that if we care about the other person, then it can be resolved without animosity. I can’t switch from saying or hearing hurtful things to/from a loved one to going back to “normal.” What do you think about this? I really want to know so hit me up, okay?
My reading has been a little wonky, and I have still yet to find a five-star book but there’s one I enjoyed a lot. It’s a very spicy romance titled, Your Dad Will Do by Katee Roberts. I listened to it on Scribd and it was so scrumptious.
I know I haven’t published any episode on the podcast yet, but I think I want to start doing drunk book reviews, right now we have interviews, listicles, and musings. A friend of mine sent me a voice recording of me talking to her about Your Dad Will Do while drunk and it was hilarious, you deserve to listen to such nonsense in your life and I volunteer.
I have another K-Drama recommendation! Not a love story this time, this is full-on action stuff. The name is Taxi Driver, and it’s about a former special forces soldier
who delivers revenge for victims of injustice while working for a secret organization that fronts as a taxi company. The writing is just so good, and the acting? Damn! Watch this now now.
In other news, the author of our book of the month is joining us for a book chat and if you would like to join, click here or click on the image below.
Here’s a random fun fact for you before I leave, V is the only letter that is never silent in the English language. Do with that info what you will.
See you on the other side, Dearest.
XOXO
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I believe you can be in relationships with people and you can disagree and fight without resorting to hurtful language. However, I think it’s mostly a matter of how two personalities meet/ react against each other when they’re in conflict. So you may not like to fight and have been able to avoid those type of people that would clash with you in that way. But fights are not necessarily bad as long it’s not hurtful and it brings about meaningful conflict resolution
As a tween, I used to be of the same school of thought that you have to fight with your friends before you know how true it is and it really wasn't a good thing for me. There were times I'd self sabotage these friendships and then start feeling bad after the deed has been done.
It wasn't until I got into senior high and university that I realised that I didn't need to fight with friends and I was blessed with friends who understood me and helped me grow. Friends who till this day I cherish with all my heart.