I felt stuffed as I sat down on the chair overlooking the window at the Anambra State Liason Office. I know when I say stuffed, it sounds like I’m filled to the brim with goodies seeping energy into my being. You’re a tad wrong at that illusion. I was stuffed with panic and anxiety.

It felt I was a different being like I was in another person’s body. I was playing a role all of a sudden, albeit not a good one. It felt tenuous and excruciating which was an irony to my overall outward...