Letting Bygones be Bygones.

Living life has been a little complicated and confusing. There are times when you smile so much, there are times when you will feel so happy, and in between, you will just encounter some other strange occurrences that will make you think twice about your choices and decisions.

There were times when I would just feel like everything was so down, life itself became so tiring, and I saw others as different from their true selves. I will come to think about the decision I have to make just to make sure I am on the safer side of people.

There are times when I will have to make some heavy sacrifices, which I feel would be so painful to me, but I will just have to endure them. Yet in the end, I get to realize that I was just trying to be good, others don't care, only a few that I am yet to identify.

Just like it's way easier to practice some minimalistic behavior, cutting and decluttering the trash and waste amongst one’s personal properties, and putting them on a scale of preference. I also felt it was time to declutter some of my habits and traits that I had to let go of.

Putting others above myself

This is one habit I have been so used to, I guess that’s because of the way we were raised, and all of the tales and morals our parents had imbibed in us. We had to imagine life in that direction, but in reality, life should be seen and not imagined.

When we began to see what life is all about, I came to realize that the world has nothing to do with the cruelty we humans impose on the world. We are the cruelest in the world.

When you get to think you have people who have your back, then in the end, they are the ones peeling your wounds. They don't want you to heal. So the best way to live peacefully amidst them is to declutter them.

One benefit I derived from this and has kept me on track is that I came to distinguish between true and fake friends. It saved me the time to vibe with those who don't want me or know me for who I am. And living on became much easier.

Too many Jokes and affection

While I was in secondary school, I was the playful type, maybe I can say the unserious one too. I was known to be so hilarious and fun to be around. I am always ready to see people smile at the expense of my thoughts.

But at some point, I realized they had been taking me for granted. Sometimes I appear to them as a dumb one who doesn’t know what he is doing, some of them will call me weird names, and the worst of it all is when they get to hit and beat me, all in the name of fun.

With time, I get to think about the consequences of people seeing me that way. And I tried to adjust gradually, little jokes, and I realized that people get to take me seriously. I only joke with those I realise understand me when I say I am serious and don't take me for granted.

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