Read the first part if you have not yet already.
I know I am not the only who looks at someone’s instagram account and wonder what a fantastic life they live and why am I not living it? They seem to always be eating at restaurants, jet setting, meeting the president you name it. This someone has their life in check. Meanwhile you are staring at Ugali wondering when the brokenness will end and when you will get a squad worthy enough to use the hashtag #squadgoals. You know life is not fair. You contemplate that maybe God made others more equal than you.
I was in that same boat last year. People had it together. They were achieving. Their blog was successful. They had x amount of followers. They were known and here I was walking instead of eating chicken. (I detest the amount of kilometers I have to work in a day).
If you have a similar outlook like I had it can turn you bitter. Fast. My logic was; I am not different from this person. My flesh is the same as them. We are the same age, we have the same opportunities, same exposure, same education. So why are they “succeeding” and I am not? It really started eating at me. I started doing things that were not necessary because I believed I would get the same results.
Now, now I am different. I look at the same people and I am genuinely happy for their success. Why? because I have my story to write. I have my own trail to blaze. How can I be the best I can be when I am trying to be the best You I can be? Does that even make sense. If I put as much effort in been the best I can be as I put in been the best You don’t you think I will be a better me?
All in all love yourself. You are a snowflake. Unique to the world. There is no other like you. There is no one who can be the best you apart from you. This was the greatest lesson I learned at 21.
Until next time.