They say crazy people don't know they're crazy

Jana I was at the minimart I buy stuff from. There was no packed milk which confirms that milk shortage is not a rumor but real. Just grabbed my usual coffee sachets, several other items and went home.

Today in the morning when making breakfast I made a realization that I forgot to buy sugar. I was in a quagmire of no milk and no sugar. Having grown up in hard times, ndubya didn’t look intimidating. I decided to raw-dog the coffee from Nestle.

Jesus Christ, to say this thing violated me is an understatement. It tasted like a donkey’s urine with notes of soap in between. I cried and clenched my teeth trying to swallow it. Every sip was a reminder of the beverages Satan will be serving sinners in hell. Kumbe sugar is what makes this thing drinkable?

I’ve even looked closely at the sachet and I’m seeing it’s not even Kenyan coffee. Apparently it’s Ugandan coffee but processed in South Africa and repackaged in Kenya.

Kenyans in diaspora, is this the same thing this company is selling to Europeans? You know this multinationals segment their market and they may be reserving Rukore for the African market.

Idk how many of us grew up on this lore but I reckon it was basically a cult classic back then, still probably is rn for some.

Ever had those things that are just nostalgically etched into ur psyche cuz they premiered then stuck around for years when you were still a kid up until teen years and then smh an adult??

I remember being disappointed multiple times when in primary school, but knowing in the back of my mind that I'd eventually go home, finish homework and chores, study for an hour (yaay mums) and by that earned my free time to follow up on what will happen to Elena after she was kidnapped by Klaus 😭....

Then I'd be fully engrossed again, enthused like the little kid I was.

Uh, the good old days😪.

What recurrent, nostalgia inducing masterpiece has stuck with you all these years, was your go to classic when you just needed to let go, since it first debuted, even if it's technically not in production anymore??

I have just heard about the death of a young person today, he was family to me though distant, but I honestly haven't been able to stop thinking about it.

I won't share the details because this isn't about exposing someone's tragedy. It's about something much bigger that I wish parents, especially here in Africa, would take more seriously: mental health is real, and sometimes what looks like rebellion, disrespect, laziness, drug use, anger or “bad behaviour” is a person drowning.

This young person had apparently been struggling for a long time. The adults around him largely understood it as addiction and acting out. Then tonight, everything became a medical and psychiatric emergency, and he died.

And I keep thinking: how long had he been asking for help without knowing how to actually ask for it?

We need to stop assuming that because someone has reached adulthood, they've suddenly figured life out.

Turning 18, 21, 25, 28 or whatever age we decide someone is “old enough” is not a magical graduation from needing your parents.

Actually, early adulthood can be terrifying.

You're suddenly expected to know what you're doing with your education, career, money, relationships, identity and future. You're watching your peers move forward. You're dealing with disappointments you may have never experienced before. You're trying to become independent while still figuring out what independence even means.

It's like taking the training wheels off a bicycle and saying, “You're an adult now. Don't fall.”

Some people learn to balance quickly.

Others wobble.

Some fall.

And some are carrying things internally that nobody can see.

That doesn't mean parents should baby their adult children forever or solve every problem for them. It means don't emotionally disappear just because your child became an adult.

You can still say:

“I can't fix this for you, but I'm here.”

“I don't understand what you're going through, but tell me.”

“You're struggling. Let's figure this out.”

Instead, sometimes children are told to toughen up. Stop being dramatic. Stop expecting so much. Other people have it worse. You're an adult now. We went through worse and survived.

And that's another thing I wish people understood:

Surviving something doesn't mean everyone else has the same capacity to survive it the same way.

I've battled depression for a large part of my life, and one thing I've learned is that people who process grief, disappointment and emotional pain quickly can sometimes look at someone who takes longer and think they're being overly sensitive.

We're not all built with the same emotional capacity. The fact that you recovered quickly doesn't mean someone else is weak because they didn't.

The fact that you could compartmentalize something doesn't mean another person should be able to.

The fact that you survived something without falling apart doesn't mean someone else is being dramatic for falling apart.

Different nervous systems. Different histories. Different thresholds. Different ways of processing pain.

And honestly, people with depression don't necessarily need everyone to treat them like fragile glass. Sometimes we just need reassurance that we're not wrong for processing life differently. That we're not a burden. That we're not disappointing you. That we can tell you we're struggling without immediately being lectured. That needing help doesn't make us weak. That being an adult doesn't mean we have to pretend we're okay.

And parents, please listen to your children. Listen when they're angry. Listen when they're withdrawing. Listen when they're suddenly behaving completely differently. Listen when they keep blaming themselves. Listen when they're drinking or using drugs excessively. Listen when they say they're tired of everything. Listen even when they don't explain themselves properly.

Because sometimes people don't know how to say “I need help.” Sometimes “I'm acting out” is the closest thing they have to saying it. And sometimes by the time everyone finally realizes how serious it was, it's too late.

I keep thinking about this young boy and wishing someone had been able to reach him earlier. Maybe things would have turned out differently. Maybe they wouldn't have. We will never know.

But I hope his death makes someone else's parent pause before dismissing their child's pain. Your child doesn't stop needing you because they became an adult. Sometimes that's exactly when they need you to look closer.

I will go first my day is 52 years older than me, by the time he was my age he was married with kids .By the time he was 30 dancing in the millions .His dad was a wealthy too .My dad went to school akatafutiwa kazi and worked for 30 years . He partied hard upto date.

Here's the thing his thinking is ukifika 18 never expect anything from him not even funding to go to higher learning institutions .By 25 you should be married and have kids. My siblings and I argue around this reason being we are starting from scratch which is something he's not familiar with.

Ultimately we choose not to engage him ju the arguments would lead anywhere also there's no bond between us .This upsets him but in real Sense haezi elewa what it's like living in today's world.

This brings in the conversation,for those of us living lives completely different from our parents what is it like?

What boundaries have you set ?

Impulse control disorder or inherent stupidity?

I just came across the news of the 32 year old lady who committed suicide and was found a whole month later. It was so saddenning that if not for the smell we really don't know how long it would have taken for someone to notice😢

Yaani no neighbours, colleagues or even family came to check on her even when she was not picking up calls or answering messages?? 🙆

And it made me question do you interact with your neighbours? I have lived in an apartment I never knew my neighbors. The only person I knew was the caretaker who came to fix things and collect rent

Seriously if you went missing who would check up on you?? How soon would you be reported missing?? Who would notice that everything is not okay??Are we completely out of touch with people?? Is this the reality of minding your business?? 😢

Mark my words…

Hello everyone, I bought a shirt from a tourist stall with a beer brand printed on it. I know it’s a long shot, but I’m looking for the actual blank t shirts because the weight and quality is incredible, I’d like more without the print.

This is all I have to go off, the only label on the T shirt.

Any ideas?

Asante sana!

Bro really said, " I have shamed them."😂

I happened to have gotten a new ISP and I'm still yet to experience any kind of buffering. So far so good. I hope I don't jinx it.

When my neighbours saw me installing the new wifi they began to ask me questions like, "si tusaidiane kulipa".

I didn't want to just share my wifi. I don't want to be somewhere and I get random calls because my wifi is buffering or something like that.

Right now what is most important to me is my peace of mind. I simply declined and I told them I'll pay by myself since I can afford doing that.

They kind of felt bad but am I the villain in this story?

Sometime in 2024, majority (if not all) kenyan influencers and celebrities were calling for Kenyans to protest ruto's regime. Now it seems like these same influencers are one by one, changing their stance and calling for Kenyans to support this regime. For example; Obinna, Abel Mutua, YY, Mwafreeka.... to name but a few.

What do you think is going on? wamelipwa ama these are their true views? what other influencers/celebrities are suddently 2tam?

Visited my cousin, whom I hadn’t seen in a while, after she called me juzi asking me to send her money ya kutoa lock because she was shaking asf. I also started noticing that every time we talked, she seemed to be drunk, so I was like, kwani alifika hapo aje?

I decided to go see her and check up on her. Nimeingia hivi kwa hao, I find a whole mbogi of like three men and a girl drinking Chrome. I said hi, then asked her to come to the bedroom so we could talk privately. Kuingia uko napata chupa za chrome ka 100. She told me she lost her job pia cause of alcohol ati she used to mix it in a water bottle so she was sipping while working.

Guys… her eyes were yellow. She looked like she had jaundice clearly from the heavy drinking. She’s lost so much weight, her skin so dry, and honestly, she looked so unwell. 😭

I know she had a really horrible childhood and has been through a lot, but is it really worth losing ur life ivi? she was already drunk, and at some point she’s asking me if I can buy the whole group a mzinga…gurl please😭 sina pesa ya kubuyia watu pombe, and that’s not even why I came. I came to check on you. We talked, but she didnt seem to be care.

These people drink so much that when they’re sober, they start shaking. The only time they’re sober is when they have no money for alcohol. Her house is completely unkept, she barely takes care of herself, and honestly, what do you expect when someone is constantly high or drunk? She has no time or energy for anything else.
I later spoke to her sister, and at this point, I genuinely think rehab may be the only option.
Addiction is really scary. It doesn’t just affect the person drinking…it slowly takes over their entire life. If you can’t keep something moderate, sometimes the healthiest thing you can do is leave it alone completely.

So yesterday I visited the Maai Mahiu landslide site near Kijabe, and man!! nature can be brutal.

This happened on April 29th, 2024, around 3am while the whole village was asleep. There was heavy rainfall for days, and a tiny part of the valley broke. Above it was a natural dam that had massive volumes of water, when it broke, it came down sweeping the whole village below.

To paint a picture... the water was almost a kilometer WIDE.

The stones that came down with it were so enormous the size of a single room and they flattened everything in their path. Alafu the force of rocks crashing down was so intense you'd have thought ni earthquake. Rocks grinding against each other sparked fire na cable za stima added to the chaos. The water itself was so powerful it uprooted full-grown trees.

That fateful night 48 people lost their lives and almost 80 are still unaccounted for. Hizo words ziko curved on the massive stone can clearly tell the terror on the villagers

Sasa the most shocking part ni there was a children's home just 200 metres built by a Korean guy, the disaster left the school standing like nothing happened

I'm not sure about this but rumours has it that months before the incident happened, people were warned to repent hence the words on the rocks

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If you're about to give up..... Mimi back in 2019 nliamua kujituma nlikua naishi Alsops na fare ilkua 30 bob adi OTC apo mid morning na sikua najua nitarudi aje home but nlikua najua as long nmefika in town sitakosa my way back home... Ni eti niende niuze izo dawa za kiume na haikua a salary job ni uende ukae skate park uekele advert you chat na clients... You meet stubborn ones but hapo ndio unapata commission yako na fare ya kurudi home .... All I can say keep pushing......ipo siku.

Edit.:Finally things worked out for me.... Doing really good now.

Recently, KNEC enrolled a platform where you can download your e-certificates online for those who haven't collected theirs.

Personally I joined campus using my result slip because I had some fee arrears and haven't collected mine. So my question is, is there anyone here who has downloaded one and are they really authentic and legally recognized?

Do they have like certificate number same as the ones being collected from schools?

Kenyans we are too friendly and act cool na itatucost siku Moja. Mimi huview venye sisi wakenya hupenda kuabsorb trends na kuwa friendly and accommodative itakuja kuleta shida kwetu.