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Whatsapp DP Causes Trouble



Social media over the years has been a great source of information, reformation and deformation if we want to be sincere with ourselves. This only means that what can be of positive effect to one can be of negative effect to another depending on how they both utilize it. Our main concern today is how to draw the line on social media. A lot of people don’t know what and what not to share on social media. How much of your personal relationship do you reveal to the world? Your activities on social media to a large extent can make or mar your personal progress and when it happens, you alone will dance to your tune hence the need to be careful with how much of ourselves we put out there. That said, this is another naira-land inspired post. Kindly read and enjoy;

“I travelled to my sister’s place to spend the Salah break with her family, from the very first day of my visit I sensed that things were not normal; they were virtually faking every smile and obviously waiting for me to go back. I pretended not to care. . .. . .na family issue. Just this morning at exactly 5:50 am, hell was let loose; they were raining insults at each other. The major problem was that her husband posted a DP on WhatsApp that got her angry and she refused to cook for 3 days insisting that he must apologize.

Please what's the best way to handle this issue?”


See picture below;


According to some of the responses I read, the woman is being psychic by refusing to cook for her husband for three days, some said it takes a psycho to know a psycho hence her husband is a psycho too. Some said her husband should have spoken to her about her attitude rather than put up such picture and so on. I personally believe that communication is very key in any relationship as we are not spirits to know what goes on in the mind of the other person unless we ASK. Assumptions are dangerous so we should not indulge in the act of assuming.

Now that you’ve read it, what do you think?


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