Read her write up: Enough Is Enough — I'm Tired of the Names. Tired of the whispers. Tired of the labels. Tired of being called names by people who don’t even know the first thing about me. So let me say this as loud and clear as I can: If you’ve never had your way into my pants, you have no right to call me an ashawo.


You sit behind your phones, scroll through my photos, and form opinions based on the little you see — the curves, the confidence, the makeup, the boldness. But let’s be real: that’s not my whole story. That’s just a snapshot, a frame, a filter. You don’t know the sacrifices.


You don’t know the nights I cried behind closed doors. You don’t know the grind, the hustle, the rejections I’ve faced. You know nothing about the shoes I’ve walked in — but you're quick to throw stones at the heels I wear. Respect is not about what you think you see — it’s about acknowledging what you don’t know.


I am a woman who works hard. A woman who has carved her path in a world that isn’t always kind to strong women. I carry myself with dignity, not because life has been easy, but because I choose to walk tall despite the weight of people’s opinions.


So when you call me names, thinking you’re clever or funny, remember this: Calling a woman ashawo doesn’t make you a man. It makes you loud. It makes you insecure. It makes you bitter. And most of all, it exposes your ignorance. I refuse to let broken people define me with broken words.


So before you open your mouth again, ask yourself — Who gave you the right to judge a woman you can’t even afford to understand? Your assumptions don’t pay my bills. Your insults don’t shake my confidence. And your opinion? It holds no value here.


This is my life, and I’ll live it with pride. You can either respect it — or stay out of the way. I still remain Nollywood drama doll— Destiny Etiko. Visit our blog @www.estherokeketv.com for daily news and videos.