It’s not easy growing up as a teenage girl. So many different changes taking place in your body, some you like e.g having an hour glass figure, some you don’t e.g pimples lol, while some you might want some more e.g boobs

I particularly didn’t like the fact that I was so skinny and not endowed at all in front and behind  While this might sound funny now, it was not funny at all at that time. I used to feel very insecure especially when going out. I would compare myself with my age mates and envy how they had all the curves in the right places, I didn’t feel good with my body and I tried a few things just to improve the looks of my boobs for instance but they didn’t help.

In fact, as I grew older, I started hearing things like “men like women who are busty” OMG! This meant no guy would like me! Probably the reason why no one asked me out   To make matters even worse I was not tall, I was skinny, flat behind too (haha… old things have passed away! Amen somebody?) and I was so dark in complexion! – I got nicknames like Duduyemi (blackness suits me), omodudu (black child), Dudu by nature (black by nature), Blacky, and so many others! Why me? I took solace in the fact that I had very good brains and very long hair, thank God

Guess what? Despite the way I thought I wasn’t good enough in my body, God brought my way a man who was willing to die for that body !!! Gosh! this man loved my petit body so much he would carry me sometimes when I don’t even expect it. Majority of the things I thought were not good enough were some of the things that attracted him to me! He gave me the name Dudushewa (black is beautiful!) Isn’t that amazing! Now you know that’s not my real name even though I now confidently flaunt it as one of my names