Hi, I'm Chioma...
At approximately 8 years old, I developed an obsession for changing my name. I felt that somehow I'd been robbed of the Lizzie McGuire-esque adventure awaiting me elsewhere had I just been given the name I felt I deserved.
Honestly, I also wanted an English first name instead.
I don't think learning that my name would be equivalent to, in western names, the highly creative, and very original "Emma" aided in the dilemma at all.
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Eventually, I found my way to an obsession instead with things bearing French origins, hence "Jeanne" was born—yes, pronounced the French way.
Then, in my teens, I found Led Zeppelin, so go figure: "Jimmy".
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I didn't make the rules: I love the letter "J" and I'm terrible at naming things, so, good luck to my children.
The JEANNE OR JIMMY origins.
You know what I envisioned for myself as though my ultimate survival depended on it in my early to late teens?
A blog. A journal-type blog. Yes, I'm late gen-z, millennial cusp—we were all the same.
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Incessant hesitation and a lack of faith prevented me from actualizing that dream. As I entered my 20s, there was a level of blitheness in my thought process—the same one that convinces many twenty-somethings that we are the human equivalent of sliced bread invention. I charged with that energy in creating this journal.
I've found myself enjoying that I get to share personal yet collective experiences and observations with such a wide range of people I couldn't dream of reaching within my usual daily context. I've always loved writing, both narrative and stream of thought, and in a way, I'd started to lose the joy in it, almost stopping outside of scientific purposes. For this reason, I'm grateful I followed the delusion and created this anyway.
I'm operating within the understanding that this won't be a regret, only an enhancer in the plotline.
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