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On today's blog, I'm going to be ranting about the Nigerian bad economy and how it's affecting everyone so bad.
There was a time when going to the market in Nigeria felt normal. You carried your money, made a short list in your head, bargained a little, and went back home satisfied. Today, that same market feels like a place of heartbreak. Every visit reminds you of how bad the economy has become and how deeply it is affecting our daily lives.
Honestly, I don’t feel good about the whole economic situation in Nigeria. It hurts, not in a dramatic way, but in a quiet, constant way that follows you everywhere. The kind of pain that sits in your chest when you ask for the price of something and the seller mentions an amount that doesn’t make sense anymore.
Every single time I go to the market, prices have increased again. Sometimes it feels like they change overnight. What you bought last week has suddenly doubled in price, and when you ask why, the seller sighs and says, “Dollar don rise,” “fuel don increase,” “money for motor don cost.” At that moment, you realize that no one is winning, not the buyer, not the seller, everyone is at a loss.
Some days, I prepare myself mentally before going to the market. I plan carefully. I tell myself I will only buy the most important things, food items that cannot be avoided. I calculate, adjust, and remove things from my list even before leaving the house. But once I arrive, reality hits harder. The prices don’t respect plans anymore. Even the basics feel too expensive. Things we used to buy freely now require serious thinking.
Other days, I don’t even plan. I just go, hoping things will somehow be better. But hope quickly fades when you hear the prices. Rice, oil, tomatoes, pepper, everything is either expensive or ridiculously expensive. You stand there, confused, trying to decide what to buy and what to leave behind. You end up buying less, yet spending more. It doesn’t make sense, but it has become our new normal.
Last week, i went to the market to purchase some food stuff. I got to this elderly woman's shop to buy yam, i asked her for the price and she said a tuber of yam is 4,500 naira. I was so shocked, the tuber of yam wasn't even that big, i tried negotiating and i ended up buying it at 3,000 naira which i still feel is a ridiculous price.
What hurts the most is how this economy is affecting everyone. Parents are struggling to feed their families. Young people are working hard but getting nowhere. Small business owners are barely surviving. Salaries remain the same, but prices keep rising like they have no limit. You work, you hustle, you try, yet it still feels like you’re drowning.
Emotionally, it’s exhausting. You start worrying about things you never worried about before. You overthink every expense. You feel guilty for wanting small comforts. You feel pain when you can’t provide the way you want to. Some days, you just sit quietly and wonder how things got this bad.
The Nigerian market used to be full of life and laughter. Now it’s full of complaints, frustration, and tired faces. Nobody goes to the market wearing a smile. Buyers complain. Sellers complain. Everyone is angry, yet powerless. The economy has taken away our sense of stability and replaced it with fear and uncertainty.
I truly wish the government could do better. I wish they would feel this pain the way ordinary Nigerians feel it every day. We don’t need empty promises or long speeches. We need real action. We need policies that will stabilize prices, reduce inflation, and make life livable again. Nigerians are hurting, and this pain cannot be ignored forever.
We are not asking for luxury. We are asking for fairness. We are asking for an economy where effort still matters, where going to the market doesn’t feel like emotional torture, and where hope can still survive.
Until then, we keep adjusting. We keep planning. We keep surviving. But deep down, many of us are tired, tired of struggling, tired of adapting, and tired of pretending everything is okay when it clearly isn’t. This is the reality of living in Nigeria today, and it hurts more than words can fully explain.
And that's a wrap on today's blog
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