LIFE IS TOUGH, GO DEAL WITH IT.




We are all going through something no matter how minute/insignificant it is. You would agree with me that times are hard, and the truth is; it doesn't really get better. You do. 


Being depressed over outcomes isn't going to help you, it didn't help me either. It does seem okay to take solitude in bed, food, memes and unwillingness to confront that secret hurt yet on the long run it does more harm than good. Trust me, I won't write you what I do not know, and how do i know? EXPERIENCE.


If everything I knew didn't help me, then everything I knew was a big fat lie. Today I was arranging my room when I came across my old dairy (2022 dairy), going through it I thought to myself "Omo I really did design success o" Shey we were told that if you can dream it, you can make it? here I didn't just dream, I scripted it down in patterns, coned a perfect pathway to attain success yet the plan nor work. 


Was I actually scammed? Abi I scam myself?Why didn't it work?What went wrong? Where did I fault? Funny enough, all I dreaded most did occur. Why do we attract what you are afraid of? 


At a point my coach deserted me, this brought back my mind to one of our lessons. "NOBODY IS COMING TO SAVE YOU", at a point you're the only person who can save you. Humans are selfish and self centered and that's just part of our programming.  Nobody gives a fly fuck about you, if it at the expense of themselves. 



Most often all you got is yourself in real messy situations. This will teach that you can't always want to be understood, not when you are complex. Do you at times feel you are too much for people? and then give then a slice of a gigantic cake because if they had the full one they'd go insane. Life humbles, and for people like me who only learn the hard way life is tough.



Whether you believe it or not, we are all opportunist. Nobody is truly selfless, it always you before anything/anyone else and there's where love is stupid. 


Depression can be really depressing, at a point all I could do was eat and sleep. I couldn't go out, I couldn't stand up, I couldn't even do anything I would usually do. And it all sucked, plenty of times I must've considered suicide but the knowledge and understanding that the guy upstair(God) gat me was enough to see me through it. 


Most often, we hide behind masks of desires, pretence and lies, but we learn quickly; WHAT YOU DON'T TOUCH CAN'T BURN, so we settle in the distance we fight in between until we serve emotions to slavery. And why is that?


See it easier for you to see someone's flaw than to see yours, and we as individuals are always too quick to judge a person/discriminate, do you know why they did it? 
In a world where the victims are queried what truth do you expect? I laugh at times when people say they want to hear the truth, can you handled it? Some people are damaged it explains the masks, for it been going on for years yet no one seem to notice. 




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