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Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
A Lesson I Wish I Had Learned Earlier in Life
Looking back, the one lesson I wish I’d learned much sooner in life—or rather, that my parents should have instilled in me—was the burden of constantly “wearing a mask.” For years, I found interacting with people utterly exhausting, and I couldn’t figure out why. Now I realize it was because I was never truly being myself. I was always hiding behind a façade, pretending to be who I thought others wanted me to be. I wasn’t just afraid of being open or vulnerable—I was conditioned to believe that being myself was somehow wrong. Every time I showed my true self, it was met with criticism or disapproval, making me retreat even further behind the mask.
In my downtime, I finally felt at peace. Alone, I could drop the act, and for a moment, I could just be—no expectations, no pressure to live up to anyone else’s standards. I didn’t have to worry about disappointing anyone or feeling like I wasn’t enough. It was a brief but liberating escape from the constant performance I put on in front of others.
But what I wish I had understood earlier is how deeply I had tied my sense of self-worth to the attention of others. I equated attention with love, care, and approval. If someone wasn’t giving me their attention, I assumed it meant their feelings toward me had changed. That lack of attention made me feel insecure, like I wasn’t enough without their validation.
I see now how damaging that mindset was. It kept me in a cycle of seeking external validation instead of finding it within myself. I wish I had realized sooner that love isn’t about constant attention. True love, real care, doesn’t have to be flashy or always visible. And more importantly, the validation I was chasing from others was something I should’ve been giving myself all along.
If I could go back, I would teach my younger self that you don’t need anyone’s approval to feel worthy. I’d tell myself to take off the mask, to stop pretending, and to trust that I am enough as I am—without needing to perform for others. I wish I had learned earlier that it’s okay to be vulnerable, and that real connection comes from showing up authentically, not from trying to be perfect or constantly seeking attention.
The sooner we learn to love and accept ourselves, the sooner we can experience genuine peace and fulfillment. I wish I hadn’t waited so long to embrace this truth, but I’m grateful that I’ve finally learned it now.
But hey, better late than never, right? So, here’s to unmasking, embracing the awkwardness, and learning to just be me.
Yours truly,
The champion of overthinking
Until you’ve walked in another’s shoes,
You’ll never know the depth of their blues,
Surrounded by faces, yet so alone,
In a constant state, always on the roam.
Body feels numb, a chilling embrace,
I want to feel something, but can’t find a trace.
Told myself I’m strong, that I won’t succumb,
But the weight of it all, has me feeling numb.
I feel everything, but it's all too much,
Heavy on my heart, a ceaseless touch.
I long to escape, but the path is unclear,
Trapped in this zone, with no end near.
Love transcends mere emotions,
It forges a profound connection,
A bond resilient against trials,
An infinite wellspring of affection.
To love deeply is to truly see,
To grasp hopes and fears laid bare,
To uphold in darkest hours,
And gently wipe away despair.
It means standing steadfast through all,
Never faltering when challenges loom,
Sacrificing for their joy,
And affirming they're enough to bloom.
Love embodies patience, kindness,
Selflessness, and forgiveness too,
Placing their needs above our own,
Always there to see them through.
If you discover someone truly dear,
Treasure them with all your being,
Demonstrate the depth of your devotion,
And shield them from life's sting.
Love is the most precious offering,
A gift to give and receive,
It infuses life with purpose,
And nurtures faith to believe.
Yet love gone awry breeds sorrow,
Leaving scars in its painful path,
Clutching too tightly, refusing release,
Drowning in a sea of wrath.
Toxic love breeds manipulation,
Control, jealousy, and fear,
Shredding the soul's fabric apart,
Leaving emptiness and tears.
Possessive love engulfs entirely,
Leaving us adrift and lost,
Blinding us to reality's clarity,
Trapping us in anguish's frost.
Thus, we must love with care and truth,
Guarding against corruption's blight,
For tainted love shatters and wounds,
Leaving us shattered in the night.
But pure, genuine love elevates,
Liberates and brings delight,
A beacon of joy and boundless bliss,
Filling our hearts with radiant light.
Her rare interior so smooth and delicate
But her outside , damaged and crude
She’s like the Saturday night blues
A few hits and now’s she’s on snooze
Oh, my dear wonda, if only they knew
The beauty that lies within you
If only they could see
The strength and grace you possess
Instead of judging based on what they see
But fear not, wonda
I’ll keep your true essence shining through
And I'll help you radiate brightly
Like the magnificent star that you are
In the depths of despair, a shadow resides,
Whispers of doubt, where my heart abides.
Why do good things slip away from my reach,
Leaving my soul wounded, unable to preach?
I dare not dream, for fear of the fall,
Every success, a fleeting, cruel call.
A cycle of loss and heartache, it seems,
Leaving me broken, adrift in my dreams.
I feel unworthy of joy, of love, of light,
As if all good things will vanish from sight.
But within me, a voice cries out to believe,
That there's hope beyond what I perceive.
I must confront the darkness, the pain, the strife,
Embrace the shadows that haunt my life.
For even in sorrow, there's a flicker of flame,
A promise of healing, of release from shame.
So I'll cling to the hope, despite the despair,
And trust that my heart will learn how to repair.
Though setbacks may come, I'll rise from the dust,
For I am deserving of love, of joy, of trust.
We could be a melody, full of imperfections,
Our harmonies blending in unique directions.
With each note we play, a new story is told,
Creating a symphony, beautiful and bold.
Our rhythms may clash, our tones may not match,
But together we create a perfect patchwork.
In our discord, there lies a hidden beauty,
A song of love, woven with complexity.
So let us embrace our flaws and mistakes,
For they are what make our music great.
In our imperfections, we find our connection,
A melody of love, pure and perfection.
Beneath the confident facade that I show the world,
there's a quieter side not everyone sees unfold.
Though I may appear strong and outgoing in light,
I truly cherish moments of peace in my own quiet night.
I find solace in simple joys like lazy Mondays in bed,
though speaking to crowds fills me with dread.
My passion lies in making a positive change,
and exploring new hobbies keeps my life rearranged.
Photography, rollerskating, or learning a new craft,
bring me fulfillment and memories of my grandmother's past.
Though others' opinions may weigh on my mind,
traveling and meeting new faces help me unwind.
I have a quirky sense of humor, hidden behind sarcasm's veil,
and accents for fun, like my British one, never fail.
Through displacement and vulnerability, I've learned to embrace,
life's challenges with humility and grace.
There's a side of me that craves attention and control,
a shadow side hidden from the world's patrol.
It's all me, flaws and all, that I'm learning to embrace,
finding solace in my room, without the need to chase.
What is one word that describes you?
Upon pondering this question, I embarked on a little quest to seek out perspectives from my friends, family, and acquaintances by asking them to describe me in a single word. The responses were diverse and thought-provoking, with each individual offering a unique viewpoint on my character. From descriptors like ambitious, amiable, and charismatic to words such as outgoing, bodacious, passionate, curious, caring, and even high maintenance, the range of perceptions led me to engage in deep self-reflection. While none of my friends mentioned the word “Trailblazer,” it is a term that resonates deeply with me. “Trailblazer” embodies qualities of a pioneer and innovator, characteristics that my grade 10 business teacher recognized in me. His insight has stuck with me, highlighting aspects of myself that I may not have fully acknowledged at the time, particularly my outgoing nature and unwavering drive to pursue my aspirations relentlessly. That’s why If asked to describe myself with a single word, I would confidently choose “Trailblazer,” as it encompasses all the traits expressed by others and resonates with the essence of who I am.
In the shadows of society, we stand,
Black, marginalized, with dreams unplanned.
Our voices muted, our struggles unseen,
Yet still, we’re objectified, as if we’re not even human beings.
We’re strong, we’re resilient, we rise above,
But society sees us through a lens devoid of love.
Our bodies judged, our worth defined,
By the male gaze, our value confined.
But we are more than just objects of desire,
We are fierce, we are powerful, our souls on fire.
We stand tall, we break free from the chains,
Embracing our beauty, our strength that remains.
let us reclaim our power,
Let us stand together, in unity, every hour.
We are black, we are marginalized, but we are not defined,
By the oppressive standards that seek to confine.
We are queens, we are warriors, we are magic untold,
Our stories, our voices, forever bold.
So let us rise, let us shine, let us be seen,
As the strong, resilient women, breaking barriers, breaking free.
#International women’s day