15/09/2026
15th September 2022.
A date I will never forget.
Exactly one month after we lost the Mukurwe-ini parliamentary seat. For an entire month, I kept away from the public—not because I had given up, but because I needed time to process the disappointment, the humiliation, the questions, and the pain that came with losing.
Then came 15th September 2022.
That was the day I gathered the courage to step out again and face people. I remember the feeling—walking among people after weeks of silence, knowing that some would sympathise, some would mock, and others would simply wonder what had happened.
But I showed up.
Looking back, I realise that losing an election was not the end of my journey; it was one of the chapters that built me. The humiliation taught me humility. The rejection taught me resilience. The silence taught me reflection. And the comeback taught me that your worth is never determined by one result.
Four years later, I look back with gratitude.
I survived that season. I grew from it. I became wiser, stronger and more grounded.
Sometimes, the darkest season is preparing you for a brighter chapter.
15th September 2022 — the day I stopped hiding from the world and found the courage to face it again.
I did not lose myself. I found myself.
