I am a Failure.
12th of May, 2025.
The day I am admitting to myself what a failure I am.
The year is running out; we are almost halfway through the year, and soon we’ll be concluding 2025 and moving on to 2026. If I haven’t yet said this to myself, I am saying it now; I am a failure.
While everyone is going around, living their life, trying to make lemonade out of the lemon life keeps on throwing at them; I am watching each day of my life fly past like I am only a passenger princess, not the driver. I have cried a billion times this year, hit myself a thousand times and told myself I was the problem a hundred+ plus times; what I haven’t done is encourage myself, believe in myself and actually take actions.
Summer will soon be here and I will make the best of it; the overbeaten lie I told myself when I felt down and under accomplished in school. The semester ended; the holiday is here but I am still laying around like a here sack of beans unable to lift itself.
Not anymore, this morning I am admitting what a failure I am. Yes, I have done a number of things this year, yes, I have just completed a school session; but my self-sabotaging will soon sink me to the bottom.
So yes, I am a failure; because I have failed to believe in my abilities, I have failed to keep a relationship with God, I have failed to pick myself up and dust the sand off my dress, I have failed to leave my comfort zone, I have failed to try things I knew I could, I have failed to believe in the words of others who say I can do things, I have failed to work towards the life I want.
The only thing I have succeeded in doing is admitting what a failure I am and laying back down as I watch my life crumble even further before me.

Hello Tinuke,
You wrote this in May, how are things now? Have you achieved anything you would have wanted to achieve yet seeing it's October?