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Dear Boy Child Don't be pressured to wear shoes that fit other people but not you. Love yourself enough to please yourself. To landa ohauto yoye. To ningi nawa mha uli. Eumbo nge ina li tungwa, that's the failure of parents. Not yours. It's time our parents eat up their shame. Hopefully we become the generation that does not pass its responsibilities to its children. When you walk, you're judged. Nobody cares that you may have built at home or supporting 3 siblings and 2 cousins. It's just said that "those without cars don't deserve pussy". You buy a car and now you should've built. There's also "would you buy a car first or a house first?". Watch how the financial pressure is always on you. You're not born with money btw. You must acquire it, but you must build your parents' house, take care of your siblings, take care of entitled hoes, literally take care of this whole fucking world. You don't want some random women who contribute nothing meaningful to your life to eat your money at a white person's restaurant, you're stingy - coward. Pay the bill 100%. "You want to go 50:50? Okay bad bitch". Nobody cares why you burry your soul in alcohol and your suicide rates are doubling by day. Build if you feel like building is the right decision. Some of you especially first borns, take care of everybody and still expected to build the house which will be given to last borns, and you must go start to build yours again. Be very selfish. Put yourself first. Sometimes you're planning to bring electricity in the house. You die and people who have electricity start talking. Sometimes you build according to priority - rooms first. Paife embwa avi weva komalungula because there's no boundary wall. Nandi tunge ongadjo yeumbo aanhu taasi oupyu moipeleki?? People are quick to point out what's wrong at your house just because it's taken care of at their houses but never what's wrong at their houses but taken care of at your house. Only you know kutya osituation yokeumbo oyi li ngeepi. Some situations are discouraging. That's why people move on to go build their own houses and families. Oya tunga maara in that house there's a cousin together with her children ya ningwa aapika. There's an uncle that nobody listens to. Omuna auntie ha patele oikulya monduda. No house is perfect. We need to learn ku tala oinima yokomaumbo yaanhu ndele atu mwena. Oinima yokomaumbo yaanhu oiviyu ku uva ko.