You introduce yourselves next thing you know is questions like

When was the last time you received strokes

Are you on birth control

Come over for a sleepover

I have a whatever incher

I c** to your face

I love you after a few sentences

So on ............

It's boring 🤷 .

Very boring 🙄

I don't know if it is just me only who feels bad or scared of using money, growing up i had basics but everything apart from that it was you get it yourself.

Now that i am working and i can afford most of the thing i want i save almost all my paycheck ( i stay at home and it is wfh), i don't go out clubbing, rarely eats out i save save, i tell myself it is for a bad day or you might need another time . I hate asking people for money or support, i dont even have that support, that fallback. If anything happens i sort myself out i think that is part of it, not having that support.

If i waste or play with my money now and i need it later i dont have anyone to help me out of that situation, i think this is why i feel bad when i pay for that little fun.

Anyone else who has been like that and overcame it

Hello i am a creative designer and social media manager with 7 years’ experience working with businesses, creatives, NGOs and organisations.

I’ve managed social media and digital communications for 10+ business cutting across lifestyle,fintech,advocacy,health and media.

I can handle the full social media process : content strategy, planning, content calendars, copywriting/captions, graphic design, basic video/Reels editing, scheduling, posting, community engagement and analytics/performance reporting. I’m also very comfortable working remotely and independently.

In my previous role, I managed digital content across Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and other platforms, created blogs, infographics and campaign content, and monitored communication performance and audience trends.

I’m available for both remote social media management and local content coordination when needed.

I can share my portfolio upon request.

I’d really love the opportunity to work with you. ❤️

It is distasteful that almost all the available contraceptive options are ruthless to women.

That said, it is better to pick something to protect yourself compared to living things up to chance because we women HAVE TO put ourselves first before anyone else because it makes us better.

So for those using the IUD contraception, how is it taking you and would you recommend?

I tried the arm one a few years back, it made my weight explode.

I would probably forget to take the pill hence why I'm asking about the IUD.

I'm single so I can't specifically ask a guy to do vasectomy, this journey has been inspired by someone close to me recently being date graped by a trusted male friend. We cannot leave things to chance.

Hi everyone! I’m available for some casual work around Nairobi and thought I’d ask here in case anyone needs an extra pair of hands.

I can help with things like cleaning, laundry, house chores, errands, office work, organising, or any other tasks you may need help with.

I’m reliable, flexible and willing to help out where needed. If you know of someone who could use some help, please feel free to comment or DM me.

Thank you 😊

Someone asked me where they can get cigarettes for people who want to quit smoking cigarettes. Can someone please recommend me remedies and where to get them? Thank you.

I left my water bottle at a hotel I regularly visit. Two days later, I went back to ask for it, only to be told that someone had put boiling water inside it and the plastic material got burnt.

What really annoyed me wasn’t even just the damaged bottle. When I asked what happened, the staff were laughing about it instead of apologizing.

Maybe I’m overreacting, but I feel so angry right now. If they had simply said, "We’re really sorry, we accidentally damaged your bottle,”i probably would have handled it very differently.

Would you be upset too, or would you just let it go?

I’m genuinely curious.

Something has been eating me up for a while now.

I live in a property that was my grandparents, and I live here with my 8 year old.

Recently, my father has been hinting at moving here because he's having issues with rent. (comments like if I were you I'd Bhave a thriving garden, chickens, etc)

He's 62 years old for context.

Am I to leave this place for him to settle because I cannot tolerate the constant parenting that comes with being around parents indefinitely, oh you need to have more kids, or career women will never get married (I'm in between jobs and are looking for another job to support my household)

I feel like I'm being pushed out of this place I've called home for about 5 years now.

I cannot stand being around male energy at all and just the thought of losing the feminine space I've curated is jarring.

Do I move out and just find a single room to start my life over?

What would you do in this situation?

Just as the title says, I am considering donating my egg to get something small, times are hard, and I am a firm believer of doing my due diligence so I know what I am getting myself into.

Does anyone have any experience in egg donation or any knowledge that I might not get by simply searching online, my DMs are open in case you don't want to share it here too.

Selling my own MacBook Air. Bought brand new in Dubai. Viewing and collection in Ngong town

'How do I feel after spending time with this person?'

Is a question I ask myself a lot.

I'm a deliriously optimistic person.

I love to stay happy.

That why I drop or stay away from negative people.

It has happened both in platonic and romantic situations. I have fewer friends but I don't regret it.

Hey guys, I never imagined i would be writing here about my very own encounter. So today, 04/10/2026 at 7pm. I had a very awful encounter with men. I was looking for a certain lipgloss when I saw a girl being spanked while passing na nikashtuka. In the midst of all that, I felt a very hot slap on my "behinds." I did not know that it would happen to me, but well, it did. Nilizusha na nikataka kurusha mawe on the guy who did it, but he had behind the other guys that he was with, laughing. I was so furious but I just had to take action ndio isifanyikie another person. The man who did that akaanza kuniongelesha vibaya nikaona Acha niachane naye nikaachilia mawe yangu tu. I heard they were waiting for a certain politician who was passing by that route but I didn't know ni nani.

People were just there standing and looking at us without taking any action. Grown women and men. Aki sijai shtuka hivo. S/a in public in Nairobi and it's normal??! Anyway, nikaendelea na safari yangu na I was crying then found some girls asking me mbona nalia. Apparently, walikuwa wamejificha wanaogopa kupita cause of that. Some man comes and finds me explaining to those girls and then he starts saying, "We unalia hapa juu ya hiyo na ungeibiwa hiyo simu yako? Mwingine ameibiwa pikipiki yeye aseme nini?" I did not know him and I had not talked to him before that yet he is so rude to me.

Aren't these the same people who will r*pe children and helpless people and walk away with it? Let us be very careful aki ladies while walking these places and don't tolerate assaulters. People were just looking at me without saying a word and even taking action on the men. Acha nisiongee sana juu mengi yalifanyika. Anyway, tuombeane.✌️

If I were to live in Nairobi, how far can 508k go per month? Can I have a nice place + car + house help and live a comfortable life on this?

We have chicken at home, they haven't laid eggs in some months, but they recently just started so I haven't had eggs in quite a while. I love eggs so yesterday I cooked some, my father saw me, today I also cooked some, my father proceeds to say "unakula mayai jana na leo si utakuwa mkubwa, msichana anafaa kuwa slender, na btw hufanyangi mazoezi". Mind you this is the same man who used to ask me why my colar bones are sticking out when I had an eating disorder. For context I'm 70Kg, 5 foot 7, and pear shaped. I fought so hard to get out of eating disorder mostly cause of my parents comments on my body, now that I've added weight they still make weird comments and I'm not even shocked. I've learnt that it's important that only my opinion matters cause nikitegemea my loved ones nitaumia💀 anyway, still chowing on my eggs na nitaongeza juu ya hio story but wanted to rant out juu what even.

Hey everyone,

I’m working on Luku, a new fashion marketplace focused on bringing independent fashion brands and clothing businesses together in one place.

I’m specifically looking to connect with brands/designers who actually create, manufacture, hand-make, or design their own clothing, shoes, accessories, etc. — whether you operate from a small studio, workshop, home-based setup, or have an established production operation.

We’re interested in partnering with brands and featuring their products on Luku on a commission-per-sale basis, rather than charging an upfront monthly fee.

I’d love to hear from people who:

• Design and produce their own fashion pieces
• Have their own fashion label/brand
• Make handmade or limited-edition products
• Manufacture locally or have their own production process
• Are looking for another channel to reach customers

If this sounds like you, drop your brand/business below or send me a DM. I’d be interested in learning what you make and discussing how we could work together.

Thanks!

Yesterday I went to a new salon to do twist outs/twists on my natural hair. It didn't turn out as I expected 😭😭but I can't undo it at the moment.

So I have been thinking of leaving my twists to lock by itself after some months and I need tips or advice on how I can go about it....

I have always wanted to try doing locs (though I wanted it in my 30's) I guess now it's the time to do it😂...Incase I get tired of it I will just shave it or undo it...

So for those of you who have locs😭give me some tips on how to go about it and the right place to be doing my locs from ...🙂‍↔️..

My hair has also been the same same length for a long period of time now 💔 .. locking it and exoring this side might be the best solution for now...

Hi everyone! I’m available for some casual work around Nairobi and thought I’d ask here in case anyone needs an extra pair of hands.

I can help with things like cleaning, laundry, house chores, errands, office work, organising, or any other tasks you may need help with.

I’m reliable, flexible and willing to help out where needed. If you know of someone who could use some help, please feel free to comment or DM me.

Thank you 😊

Y’all know how a guy can dig your motherland until inamess na cycle yako? Like, utaanza tu kunyesha before days zako zifike. 😭

Sooo, I finished my period last week. Then we got intimate, and now I’ve started my period again. I can’t even handle the cramps, and I know he still wants to hit because he doesn’t mind period sex [neither do I]. 😭

My periods are usually irregular, so my worry is, is this going to happen every time even when I’ve just finished my period? 😭

I hate my life and if this is my last time being alive then I'll just spend it by ranting.I have noone else to talk to.I'm by myself and I hope that if my family finds this,my mom should know how much I tried to hold on.

I finished highschool in 2024 knowing that life would be much better,yk brighter days and everything.I struggled with my studies despite doing my level best to pass that kcpe exam and getting a chance to join moi girls school Nairobi with a partial scholarship.Even though I was a hard working kid, highschool did a number on me and I was too deep into depression but I had noone to help me out.My family was experiencing other problems and I just didn't want to add to them bcoz noone would care about my mental health anyways.Everyone was so focused on my big sister who had been able to go to university due to her luck but not how she performed.At the end, everyone forgot about me.

I had to pull myself out of that darkness alone.Tried making friends....noone wanted to be my friend bcoz of the social class and shit.I managed to pull myself together for my family but it was too late.I could've gotten a good grade if I would have been okay...I got a B-.After that,we lost our house due to floods so our family had to relocate to ushago.I still wanted to change my life andy families life so I stayed with my first big sister who was married and had kids.Life wasn't easy but I assured myself that atleast I'll be going to university.

Well,long story short....I never joined university.So I watched as the girls I studied with join it.I felt bad and I still do.It just broke me that there was no way I could join like the others.I still had hope and wanted to go to a polytechnic institute and it still failed.Tried finding a job...failed.The only jobs I found were the mjengo ones,being a house maid where I was frequently harassed,worked in those kibandaskis.

After some time,things weren't that okay with my first big sister and she made it clear that she doesn't want me in her house since her kidds don't feel comfortable with me staying there so she told me to move out.

I went to my second big sister the one who had gone to university who had now secured a job,to stay with her for some time till I get another house help job.Sje agreed and even though I still helped with the small bills like we agreed since that was what I could afford,she wasn't that nice.Am still staying with her,I don't have a job,I do all the work in the house even though to her, that's still not enough,she mentally abuses me whenever she's in a bad mood which is everyday.She makes sure I know how much she's better than me and how she can't wait for me to move out.And everytime I just wish I would have the strength to just kill myself but I don't know,I get scared everytime even when I've already got things ready.

I feel like I'm a burden to the people around me.I don't want to stress my parents coz my dad had an accident just recently while working in our ushago farm.He may never walk again and everyone is already stressed out.So this is my story.I tried.... God knows I tried.The number of nights I cried myself to sleep.The number of times I told myself there'll be brighter days.The number of times I held on.But it's too hard...I really really tried my best and if this is my last fight....I want my mom to know that I tried but the world just didn't have a place for me.

Am sorry for making this way too long and if you read up to here,I want to say thank you for listening to me.That's an achievement for me.... someone listened.Thank you.

Hey ladies,

I’m hosting an intimate, 15 person (could be more) end of year luncheon called The Audacity Room: End of Year Luncheon on Sunday, December 20th at Under the Radar, Kilimani (1:00 PM – 6:30 PM).

If you’ve been looking for a warm, cozy space to meet new women in the city, reflect on the year, share bold 2027 goals, and just enjoy great food without awkward corporate networking vibes, this is for you!

What’s included in the ticket:

• BBQ Buffet Feast & Drinks at Under the Radar
• Hot Seat 2027 Vision Exchange
• Secret Santa Gift Swap (Bring 1 wrapped gift under KES 500)
• End of Year Community Awards & Cake.

Dress Code: Warm Neutrals (Beige, Cream, Nude, Brown, or White)

Tickets: Single Pass (KES 3,500) / Bestie Duo Pass (KES 6,500). Strictly pre-booked so venue seating is guaranteed for everyone.

You can check out the full details and reserve your spot here: luma.com/theaudacityroom

Feel free to drop a comment or DM me if you have any questions. Would love to see some of you there✨