Six good years, I realized not too long ago, that I have spent six years living in a
foreign land. Living, studying, learning, growing and becoming who I am today. It took
a hot minute but I have come to a place where I really & sincerely love myself. It
almost seems like, right from when we leave home and start school as kids, the world
tries to get us to gradually doubt every aspect of ourselves, till we hit a breaking
point and we have to decide who we really want to be.
Anyways, I digress, I wanted to say that because I have spent so much time away
from my home and my parents I have learned a lot for myself. If there is something
I absolutely love doing, it’s passing on the lessons I have learned to someone else,
especially if I can help to make life not always seem like a pot of beans. So, my
first lesson in this series is to raise your hand up!
MEHNNN, I can’t even explain to y’all the kind of fear that used to grip me in
classes. It was like I couldn’t get my mind to believe that I had an important enough
question to ask in class. It doesn’t just stop in class, that feeling goes with you
even to your discussion with friends, and it could stay around when you make
certain life choices, like your career paths (could I really do that?) or life partner
(do I really deserve someone better?) I know those are really deep topics, but it
starts from the little things (or like my fellow Nigerians would say, ‘it starts small
small’)
I know we could even go ahead to pinpoint where these thoughts begin to
develop, some may say it’s all about my culture, especially the Power-Density Index
of the culture, or maybe it’s just something I picked up from my familial
environment, or it could even be something so deep inside of me that it had to
have been there at the moment of my conception. The past is tricky, you have to
perfectly time yourself when you reach into the past, if you stay too long you get
caught up with bad memories that leave you worse than you already are, but if you
time it perfectly you can get what you need from the past and allow it to make
your future better.
So, don’t go and licence yourself to a day of thinking back and crying, let’s not
single-handedly increase the production of Tylenol. It’s time to do something
about it. However (legally, please) you can get yourself to believe in yourself again,
do it. Speak up, Sit up straight, Walk like you own the building, Let them stare and
for the love of God, raise your hand up!
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