Most of the time we hear people, specifically motivational speakers, telling us to forget our past. Or rather, some say that we should use our past as a stepping stone to our future. As lessons!! But I have another thought about the same. I say, keep your past closer but be cautious. about it.
We are always growing, in different ways, I believe. You are not the same person you were a decade ago. You have learned so much and most of these lessons are attributed to past experiences. This is true, right?
I believe it is. My past is one that gives me goosebumps every time I reflect on it. I’m sure yours is too because most, if not all, of us, are on an elevation path. Truth be told, I suffered a great deal back in the day. At some point, getting a decent meal was a hustle. I’m not talking about a balanced diet, I mean the simplest meal comprising of rice and kale.
Half a decade later, I can afford an above-average meal. At some point, I might think that it’s typical to order a large size pizza and a bucket of Kentucky Fry Chicken. But in the middle of the meal, I remember this was once a dream. This really humbles me.
This thought forces me to show gratitude and remain humble irrespective of the table I am able to set. Consequently, keep your past closer but be very cautious about how it impacts your life. In my case, my very unpleasant past regenerates my fighting spirit. I wake up every day with a purpose in life because I have had a taste of the other side of success.
Today you might be struggling. But tomorrow, the then struggles will yield something beautiful. Something you had never dreamt of before.
A few days ago I shared two pictures of myself on my Instagram stories. Feedback from most people, especially people who did not know me a few years back, said that it was my look-alike and not me. But it was me!
I spent the last five years burning the midnight oil acquiring any and every skill I found at my disposal. I did not know why I did it at the time but I had nothing better to do during my free time. At the time, I was broke, and typically, broke people have no social life. You rarely have friends if you don’t have money to spend or lifestyle standards to share.
Long story short, I had nothing but time and free wi-fi at the campus’s multi-purpose hall. So I just focused on learning, acquired knowledge, and skills that have yielded years later. Most importantly, that same past with nothing but time and the internet has kept me going. I prefer staying indoors with my family and learning new skills rather than ‘enjoying’ the company of strangers with the presumed same social class as me. I have very little regard for social class, I value people who work hard and give few or no excuses for not offering their best.
I’m not successful, but I believe that one day I will be. And when that day comes, I will share the same reality, I kept my past closer but very cautiously.
Till next time, Adios.