Extra: I am my own Problem
By Abel Udoekene
It’s confession time and I must say this once and for all. I am the number one enemy of myself. Yes, I always tell myself all is well, I live as if I have arrived, I surround myself with people who I think wish me well only to wake up and reads tales of how I snore at Midnight by those who claimed to be my friends.
I remember when I was a teenager, my dad taught me that having friends was one of the best things in life, he narrated good stories of friendship, we even acted ‘Romeo and Juliet’ on one occasion to show people that friendship matters but funny enough I didn’t ask him how to make and keep good friends.
Good friends my mum would say are like flowers and butterfly, they both need each other, they both used each other, but if a butterfly suddenly changes it becomes a curse to the flower, that means friends must always work hard to keep their relationship strong.
I am my own problem, I should have followed my dreams early in life, I should have ignored the critics and ride on without thinking of what people would say, yes, they say I am too African to make a difference, too black to brighten the World, so sad I fail to see pass their critics and used it to inspire the greatness in me.
I spent my time looking for love, thinking love was a gift one can easily find in the market place, day after day, when I see people I admire, I tried to form a connection that can possibly lead to friendship. But friendship can only be true when the feeling is mutual, if the feeling is not mutual then it’s just a charade with no wings to let it fly.
I’m my own problem, I think life can be better if we stop blaming others for our misfortune.
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