Genge rapper, Mejja reveals it is now hard for him to trust women after his wife left him via SMS, no quarrel, nothing!
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In an interview with ´Word Is´ the popular Kenyan rapper expresses:
We had not disagreed, actually we were so happy.
I was in Thika and I got her message asking me if I had arrived well.
I told her yes and the next thing she told me was ´move on with your life´.
It happened so fast for him, on trying to reach her, she never picked up.
The next time I called her, she neither received nor returned calls.
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Depression
Mejja reveals it has been a long journey to date, having to battle depression after the incident.
It took me one year to get over it but even to date, I am still affected.
I have realized that you can´t fight depression with money.
What helped me was the support system from my friends.
Unfortunately, that was the last time his wife set foot into their home.
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It got so bad for the genge sensation to a point he decided to dial one of the numbers put up on the roadside, for prayer intervention.
I was stressed completely.
Dating
Sadly, that was not the end of it because the scars left behind, might have a major impact on his future.
I have gone on dates with different women but I am no longer patient.
Immediately I notice red flags, I just quit.
Being a man had it rough on him since public emotional stunts are a NO NO among fellow men.
As a man, sharing that with my friends was the hardest thing.
It consumed me for so long but at last I decided to open up.
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Faking it
The ´Landlord´ hitmaker however states that with his kind of career, there was no room for sadness however bad it got.
I could not imagine the mother of my child living with another man…
With my career, you have to be happy, especially when you are performing to people, so I used to fake a smile.
He discloses that he at one point, had suicidal thoughts.
I felt like there was something wrong, but the best thing was that I had a friend who would come to my house.
We would chat and slowly all the suicidal thoughts faded away and I got better.