Yes yes yes, I know it’s been a while, but please bear with me, I am trying my best to find my feet this year and 6 months of the year is already gone by.
A few days or so ago, I posted on my social media pages, that it’s so very difficult for me to accept compliments. The strange thing is the compliment that I denied myself, was when someone I interviewed for an article, called me a writer.
Gosh, my first instinct was to correct this very generous man, by telling him that I, in fact, was not a real writer. He, of course, tried to encourage me and assure me that I was being modest for no reason. I was just dumb-struck by his so-called observation of me.
I mean, am I not a writer? I have been pondering this question this our encounter and can’t seem to think why I don’t want to be viewed as a writer. I guess one because I don’t want to be regarded as a rubbish writer, even though I have a degree in English and worked as a journalist for several years, I just never saw myself as a writer.
Yet I know for certain, that I’d like to be. For me, the compliment is an honour I am not ready to bestow upon myself and this is the issue. Why not? I keep telling myself that I am not good enough. Not good enough a writer yet to be called a writer and yet I can’t tell you when that will be. I feel as though my writing will be considered rudimentary and then people will call me out as a fraud.
The truth is, as all of us appreciate different genres of music and books, so my style of writing won’t be liked by everyone, but really why should I care that much, if that’s the case.
I know one thing though, that on this 1st day of July, that I want to learn to be kinder to myself and own the value I know I have.
So though I may not be ready to call myself a writer yet, I feel I have so much to still learn, I will say that I love to write, and I love what I write, even if it’s just for me.
I believe this year, the 6 months of it we have just endured, has taught me to love myself a little more each day and to believe that I am able to do the things that I set before myself. I need to learn to love and receive the comments given to me because perhaps people see things on me that I have yet to see and that’s something beautiful right?
So here’s to the next 6 months, of me being okay, enough to be vulnerable and loving the growth that comes from it.
Besides, we will never be everyone’s cup of tea. But don’t miss out on a happy life by being closed up to the possibilities of being great. Believe in yourself and say yes to the love those around you want to give you. You are a masterpiece.