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I’ve really had a long day.

Today, I had a report to fill and I’m not even exaggerating when I say it almost finished me.

I do reports every week, so I started the day feeling confident. Like, okay, Favour Okwanyionu, new territory but we can handle it. The only difference was that this particular report had a totally different format from the one I’m used to. My boss even suggested I meet someone who has done it before, just to guide me.

But me? I said, “Shey report is report. I’ll figure it out.”

Ah.

That was how I spent over 8 hours glued to my phone screen, pressing, checking, correcting, and starting over like a confused apprentice. At some point, my eyes were literally hurting, my brain was tired, and the worst part was I couldn’t even complain properly because I knew this suffering was self-inflicted. I refused help with my full chest, so I had to endure the consequences with the same chest.

Eventually, after what felt like a lifetime, I finally submitted it. Late? Yes. But did I finish? Absolutely.

And that’s the point of this whole story.

Sometimes, stress is not from the task itself, it’s from the unnecessary pride we carry into it. Not everything is a “let me prove myself” moment. Sometimes the smartest thing you can do is ask questions, collect guidance, and save your energy for what actually matters.

There’s no medal for stressing.

If I had simply gone to Uncle J to show me how to do it, I probably wouldn’t have spent 8 hours fighting for my life like this.

Dearest reader, please don’t be like me. If help is offered, take it. If you need clarification, ask. If someone has done it before, learn from them. Wisdom is not always in figuring it out alone, sometimes wisdom is in not stressing yourself unnecessarily.

In one word, my day was stressful.

How was yours?

@favvy_Okwans🖤.