I am sitting somewhere at Kilimani, Nairobi with a promise to write this blog no matter how tired I am. My purpose of being here is to get a scholarship for my masters in Conflict, Security and Development. The interview phase is not an easy one and I had to be physically present! The outcome of the interview is yet to be known but I am sure I am on my way back to King's College, London for my masters! I had three unconditional admissions from three prestigious schools this year, namely; University of Sussex Brighton, University for Peace Costa Rica and King's College London! The scholarship is important because I cannot afford the school fees.
I can say that it's been a busy and productive June for me. StandTall Consulting website is almost ready, our business certificate for the services we will be offering in sexuality, gender, women's rights and security is almost ready as well. I am looking forward to working with an amazing partner Sokari Ekine! All is set but I need to get rid of the clot in my head, the toxin that has refused to stop its secretion and the danger it posed to my health. What is this about? It means I am hyper-aerophobic ( if I can coin that word without any labyrinth of ambiguity).
I have been flying for a while yes but there is no denying that my aerophobia is getting worse, it is interfering with my daily life. It is almost difficult at times to focus on anything else but a flight I will take say in 2 weeks time. It is that bad. And I should not get started on things that come to mind in relation to flying. This state can be so pathetic and mind-trapping. Well, I am on the way to get hypnotherapy (hypnosis). I have got to do it and do it pretty soon. The fear is finding a place that offer such service in Nigeria and I am not sure I want to wait till I get to London before getting help! I won't even try to take sleeping pills or muscle relaxant again as I just end up with nightmares or planemares. Yes, I will continue to talk to God in my own way and stop taking wine on plane before I get addicted. And the fact that my husband was flying with me this tIme did not ease my mind... I must get help!
Okay 'nuff said, I will get help as July approaches for my 33rd birthday and 4th wedding anniversary...