August.
This is a love letter to myself , disguised as a medium piece or – call it what you want.
August is my month, literally and figuratively, it always has been. … well ,except for the last one.
I graced the world with my existence in August so naturally, it was my best month and the month where everything is supposed to work out for me. Though I’m not a believer in the usual sense,I believe deeply – in other things,But mostly in myself and my mind.
I’ve learned to turn negatives into positives,Simply by shifting my perspective.
I started the month of August without a job ( I still do not have one) and I had a lot of financial obligations . I had my birthday on the 2nd day of the month. I had my final exams, final project bills. I had my Final year week, I had my final year dinner. I had everything except a job.
Frankly, I don’t know how I managed it all,But I did.And on my birthday, I bagged a writing contact ,A gift from the heavens – or so it seemed.
Little did I know that the gift from the heavens would end up becoming my August nightmare.
This gift tested me and is still testing me.
I have justified my impostor syndrome by repeating every night before I sleep, “learn to be humble in your abilities” but. this night while editing this project, I stopped, looked up at my ceiling and thought “Victoria, you’re being prepared for greatness”.
The audacity to think this,While my world spirals in chaos?
But truly, Working on the project has truly been a gift. When I couldn’t even afford myself a birthday present, the universe said “Look, we will show you and open your eyes to how wonderful you are” and if that isn’t the best gift of all.
From tears of doubt to telling myself that I will be one of the greatest writers the world has ever seen is something I cannot comprehend myself but I don’t need to.
This is a love letter to myself but it can also be a love letter to you.
I know it seems like there is no way out, It feels like you might not be as good as you thought you were, You’re probably taking a step further by thinking you’re a failure. You’re not achieving the things you want to, you’re not ticking the boxes you want ticked. You’re not where you want to be, where you should be.
But I promise you, one day, you will pause and realize that what you face are troubles that set you on a greater path.
Play the long game but remember also that success is intentional.
If you want it, work for it.
Happy new month.👍