The world we live in today is funny, emotional, corrupt, heartless, demanding, damaging, bloodsucking…etc The list is endless; and we have to fight for what we believe in otherwise we’ll get killed. We have to really stand up and protect ourselves and fight for dear life. Especially if you’re not an ass kisser like me. It doesn’t get easier. Today, we have two worlds and two generations fighting for what they believe in and never agreeing on one thing and we’re stuck in the middle. Because though we are one, we come from different times and generations. And one thinks their way is better than the other.
Today we have a lot of people leaving their families behind and starting their journey on their own to see where life might take them, but this comes with a big sacrifice. There’s a lot of people like me who left their families back home and moved to a different continent with a different culture and tradition trying to follow their bliss and have a better life. My journey has been nothing but challenging and I’m grateful for the hardships I went through cos’ it really made me appreciate how far I’ve come, how I see life and where I’m headed. All the people I met and the troubles I’ve overcome made me wiser, kinder, better and stronger. Amen to that!
When people move in groups, I stayed in my lane, I didn’t mind being a loner because I knew where I was headed. It never did bother me. I did my own shit, dressed like I wanted, never really followed a crowd. I was always in a different space and place. I stayed true to myself, been hurt too many times and vowed to never hurt anyone I encounter on my journey. I moved on purpose. Everything I did, I made sure I did out of love and care.. Of course, I made mistakes but they only made me sharper and focused. I always found ways to feed my soul, did what I had to do to survive, I was there for the people who needed me, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. Just for love. Nothing else. But in the process of it all I lost myself. I was a servant and I still am. Because I believe that’s why I’m here. To serve humanity. But I completely lost myself because I thought I didn’t matter and since I was always the strong one, I ignored myself, because I thought I could do it all. Which is absolutely a massive mistake. But on the good side, I thought myself to be humble, kept my feet on the ground and stayed grounded. So many times I fell and got back up again. As the new generation and time got me thinking; I always tell myself, I got to do better, I have to be better than I was yesterday, I need to grow and move elegantly through life.
my grandmother and my mother’s generation is different to mine. They lived in a time where arranged marriage is acceptable and the highest achievement in life is to get married and have kids. And all they could think of is for me get married and have kids. It feels like all my achievements in life, my ambitions and dreams, the way I am, how far I’ve come, my struggles and all that I am is never enough and is so not appreciated. I find myself growing apart from my family because I know I’m a disappointment to them. Regardless of how hard I tried to make them see my point of view, I will never succeed and they will never understand. And I will never understand their way of life either. Two generations who come from one land fighting for what they believe in but no one is winning.
We live in different times and ages. If a woman refuses to live the life that’s planned for her, she gets disowned by her parents because she said no to live the life they want for her. Their best line is” we know what’s best for you and we want you to be happy”. Wait, hold up! Did I say I’m sad? And you may have known me when I was little but 15 years later, I’m a different person. They need to understand their version of what’s best for us in their eyes might not actually be the best thing for us. They need to allow people to move on at their own pace, let them live life the way they want to and just let them be. And if we don’t obey we get disowned? What ignorance. It really breaks my heart to see that women of our time and age are not appreciated for who they are without a husband and kids. Life is more than that. Open your eyes.
Maybe this should sum up what women of our age are like:
we are the women of our time. We struggle, we fight, we overcome. We might need to work twice as hard to get where we want to get to, but even then we still never give up. We shouldn’t! We simply can’t! We’re stronger that we’ll ever be. We are the women of our time and generation! And we’ll always rise!
DEAL WITH IT!