Skip to main content

Adulting: It's Okay to not be Okay







Hey it’s been a minute more like months😅

Whenever I think of how long it has been since I shared my mind with y’all I usually cringe. But do you know what, my mind always came up with the perfect excuses that made me postpone what I had to share with you. Fortunately, it didn’t stop the ideas from dropping, for that I am beyond grateful to the Holy Spirit. 

On that note, keep it at the back of your mind that I am going to share every single thing just be ready to read them. I will starting in the middle!

Well, I think I am becoming an adult! The realization has alarm bells ringing ding dong in my head as well as excitement and sadness.

What prompted this thought? On Sunday morning as I strolled towards the chapel for the morning service I could literally feel my mind stretching as if to accommodate the new habits, thoughts and new responsibilities I had to take on. 

To be honest, within the 7-8 minutes that it would take to reach the chapel’s entrance, I experienced an emotional rollercoaster. From smiling out of nostalgia to crying profusely and laughing at the end. I was indeed overwhelmed by all the emotions I felt. 

To cover up my puffy face and red eyes, I put on my facemask and glasses throughout.😂😂😂


Yes, that’s another thing, lately I have been learning to embrace everything I felt and not just being bound by compulsion to maintain a strong font. Basically, I was crying a lot more than I ever did when I was younger.

Some people will consider it a form of weakness, as a matter of fact, I used to think so a while back😅. Those days I’d try hard to “not cry” because big, strong girls and boys do not cry. While statements like these hold little truth to them as strong people are better mangers of their emotions, the problem with it is, they become imprinted in the fabrics of our minds that we respond reflexively to any display of emotion as a break in decorum rather see it as call for help.

If you ask me, it has done more harm than good. instead of going through the emotions we feel and expressing them, we stifle it, hide it like it doesn't exist and we expect to be emotionally mature? 

Why am I saying all this, not a lot of people talk about their processes in becoming an adult, it’s usually I was a child and boom, I’m an adult and I know it all or at least have things figured out. But one thing I am learning, that's far from it. The emotional, mental, physical and academic struggles are very real and it’s alright to struggle with all this.



It’s alright to cry, it is okay to be in touch with your feelings, it’s fine to be confused, it's okay to not have all the answers yet because you're in your process. You are in the journey of becoming the future you and unless you have a time machine somewhere in your closet, I don't think you've ever been to your future before! hence you're going to make some mistakes and you'll learn from them.

Embrace all of the things that comes with growing up that includes the hard, good, fun and sad parts. 

That's the message for today guys.

Finally, let me just say " You're doing well"

                                                                                                                  Ifedolapo



Comments

  1. Got me pondering for a while. Thanks for sharing this and the access to your personal experience. There’s always something to learn while adulting. You’re doing a great job. Well done x.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My Friend

My friend  A guardian of my interests In clarity and  uncertainty. A light in the darkness Situations may cast. A shelter in times of hurt Even when the wounds are invisible. A companion with whom I share belly laughs A confidant who has witnessed my tears As they cascade down my face. A soul who comprehends my silence As deeply as my words. A person with whom I can be completely and securely myself. My Friend  One I can trust to tell me the truth   And set me straight  The one who prays with and for me  The one who loves me  And reminds me of what’s truly important in life. My friend Without you Life with all its joy  Will feel incomplete  Life with little sadness  Will be utterly devastating My friend  You're a spice as well as an essence of life. Ifedolapo 

Imposter's Syndrome: Stop feeling like a Fraud!

I started my blog officially on blogpost about a year ago but kept it to myself for so long because of what I later discovered to have suffered from “the imposter’s syndrome”. I mean, who knew there was a term to describe my feelings of inadequacy to be myself, to start a blog, to be the lead singer for a performance or even to state my opinion in a public gathering? I didn’t know! Maybe if I did I could have snapped myself out of it and my blog will be at least a bit popular by now and maybe an artiste could have signed me up by now (two years of professional singing no   be beans na)  lol. I am in no way saying I don’t experience   it from time to time now because sincerely I do and the funny thing about it is that, it finds a way to resurface when a big opportunity presents itself. This ordinarily should be a giant red warning flag but most of the time, my attention is focused on that inadequacy, that tiny inadequacy and beating myself up to bits mentally because of ...

FROM SCRATCH

In almost a whisper  Out of desperation  She uttered “Please come by the apartment tonight” "I’ll wait by the window to let you in" He looked straight into her eyes Said nothing in affirmative  And walked away With part of her heart in his pocket. The rest of the day went by in a blur  Like the light of the sun that gives sight has been snuffed out of day and  given to the night. As the night was the only thing she could see  And Look forward to.  Night came  So did her anxiety  With full force.  Paces back and forth  Hour after hour  Time was ticking but not fast enough  Sighs upon sighs  She seats on the window pane  And he’s still not in view Her night as dark as ever. Finally she settles on the  White two seater couch  And rests her head on its arms  As her body was catching up  With the tiredness her heart felt. “It’s raining there’s no way He would ride all the way  On his bicycle t...