It’s Not Just You

This is another hot piece for you after reading my “I LEARNT IT BUT T ITS WAS TOO LATE”.

The Daily Dahlia

Confession: probably my biggest pet peeve on the planet is when people start a question with “Am I the only one who…?” No. You’re not. You’re not the only one who writes that way, reads that way, likes that food, likes that band, thinks Benedict Cumberbatch sounds like a Game of Thrones character or looks like someone squeezed Spongebob and stuck googly eyes on him…you’re just not. But. There’s a different kind of “Is it just me?” feeling, and that’s the stress of when you’re drowning in something and nobody’s talking about it and you feel like everyone’s got it together but you, and so you don’t wanna say a thing, and it all snowballs until you basically wanna curl up and die. I know that feeling. It’s why I wrote this post after splitting with my first agent. So in case you are wondering any of these things, I…

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I LEARNT IT BUT IT WAS TOO LATE

Growing up with much energy and curiosity to learn, there was one major thing I didn’t learn while growing up. I learnt how to eat when am hungry, even when am not, to cry when hurt, sleep when tired, spread my fingers and say “waka” when angry. I learnt the good, the bad also did I not leave unlearn but this only thing i refused to learn.
Even though I saw no good in it, does not say it’s bad? As a child, i was scared from doing it. But due to my energy as a young boy, i tried learning it on my own but those efforts were just futile. I tried so much but all my effort but was to no avail, I got beaten each time i tried doing it myself but all I needed was one person to help build that one thing that i needed to learn, myself!.
With time, I became more matured and began to check why for over nineteen years, i refused to learn just one thing, friends were willing to help then but they got the problem wrong. They thought me how to do it, but all they said were basics. After nineteen years and 7 months, i discovered that what i needed was more than the basics. All I need do was, DUMPING MY FEARS AND TAKING THE RISK.
I was way too scared of learning it due to stories that weren’t perfectly true, I heard a lot of negative story that kept me from mastering this one thing. You might be wondering what this one thing could be, was it learning how to smoke, steal??? Well, after knowing fear was what stopped me from learning what i could have used nine days to master instead of the nineteen years, I took a big step.
After nineteen years and ten months of my life, i finally learnt it but it was too late to dwell and enjoy the benefit of this one thing. It was becoming “old skool”. I learnt it when I was becoming focused on higher things, I didn’t enjoy whatever benefit that came with knowing how to do this thing. In no time I really forgot about it and learning it was way too late and all energy expended on it became a waste. Even though I blamed where I came from, I never wanted less of where i came from. If i had come from the village i would have hated myself or probably run away from home.
In a nutshell, fear made me learn how to do just one thing for nineteen years and ten months but the untiring spirit in me made learn it, but it was too late and too hard. I knew what to do but i was scared to because of stories that weren’t perfectly real, myths.
Well, what do you want to do but fear has kept you from doing it? Are u going to wait for nineteen years and ten months? Do you want to regret not doing it someday on your deathbed? It’s yours to decide, mine was learning how to ride a bicycle, what’s yours? Go do it.