Growing up has meant:

My dad and I (aged 16)

I have come to accept that it is no longer perfection I strive for but rather excellence.

It’s ok to not fit in.

Generally speaking, nobody is loyal (so don’t judge too harshly upon someone’s betrayal of a cause or person.)

Sometimes people do not deserve your goodness or kindness. Be all that anyway.

A hello, how are you? or gentle smile doesn’t take anything away from you.

Don’t let harsh realities of life make your heart just as cold and calloused.

Ignorance is not bliss and knowledge is power.

Standing by what you believe in is part of what makes up your character.

Over thinking kills. Make a decision and stick to it.

Try to see the beauty in everything, especially in people do not acknowledge it.

You cannot please everyone so go for what your mind is at ease with first.

No. Fullstop. No explanation needed. And life will go on.

The less grudges you bear the happier you are.

It’s not always about you, the world doesn’t revolve around you, there isn’t always a hidden agenda. So stop wondering why your neighbour gave you a mean look today or why your co-worker snapped at you out of the blue. They are human and probably reacted that way because of something totally unrelated to you.

Waking up early in the morning is important if you truly want to start making things happen.

Take chances but for the right reasons. And when you do, give it your best.

Also, don’t disguise inadequate or insufficient effort as taking a chance because if it doesn’t work out then you will blame it on taking a chance when deep down you know you were really afraid or didn’t expect much from it.


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