Letters to my Father

This is a different piece that stemmed from a moment in my life when I felt like I needed someone to talk to but I really didn't wanna talk to a family or friend.

I guess I felt no-one would really understand. And truthfully, as much as we feel we should talk to people, I understand there are situations people cannot really relate well with what you're going through. 

So I found myself finding a means to express myself without locking a lot within myself while hurting emotionally and mentally. 

And there came a day I picked up my phone and started typing on one of my note apps, writing a letter to God, pouring out my mind. 

At the end, I saved it as if posting a mail to someone invisible. I felt like a burden had been lifted from my mind, then I realized it feels good to pour out your deepest hurts which you can't share to other people in other ways possible. 

I've met quite a number of people who, rather than writing down their burdens like I did, speak to the air or an object around as if communicating to a friend.

My point is, maintaining our mental health and stability is of great importance, and as much as we have confidants that we share a lot of things with, there are matters best written as letters to God or spoken in form of a conversation with an unseen friend. 

You think God ain't gonna read or listen to such or you feel it's not really a prayer until you close your eyes and pray? 

Well, when I wrote that burden down, I unbelievably got an answer the next day and even more answers another time. I was excited that God could pay attention to one letter I wrote in my note app, lol. 

Try to communicate it to God like He's one of your friends. 

He's a better friend with the best solution possible. 

Yours always, 

Ololade Ruth Oluwatumininu. 

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