Chapter 1
Pov: [ my circles].
Hi I'm shalom.
Please stay. Listen to me, and maybe I might say us.
I have always being that girl who sicks for validation. I also wanted the good words like " awesome" ," nice" or "perfect ".
I always compare my Myself to others, I barely knew who I was. Because I never spend time with myself.
I don't even know my likes and dislikes. Am just living in a surface base. And not in reality base.
I never saw myself worthy of anything, be it love, understand, patient, friendship. I saw all this like fairytale fantasy. Growing up in a world were I never wanted to be part of.
Going to school being judged, based on the fact that am African. But people realy never took the risk to know me, and to know behind that little black African girl.
In a world were, whenever I walk, I make sure to look behind , incase I dropped something. I ask myself " why can't I just be myself, let me be real"
Am tired of acting in another world. Am tired of being that girl who says everything is perfect in her life.
I go to school, I try to speake like everyone else. The way I spake the way I see thinks, it's all different. The World might never accept me.
Now talking about insecurities. That is the main topic in my agenda.
When I hear the term " insecurities" I always freeze, it's like you mentioned me in many other ways.
Am insecure about my belly fat. To be honest it's not even that big, but am still insecure. I am insecure of the fact that am from Africa, I fear I will never be accepted for who I am.
I am insecure about talking to people. I tell myself, what if I get judged. I feel insecure about meeting new people. What if they don't like me. I am insecure about opening up my feelings, and emotions, to the people I know. I wonder to myself, what it they laugh at me.
All this is a wake up call to my future self.
Dear future me. You will, and must love yourself.
Belly fat are normal, don't hate it accept it.
Wake up in the morning, look at yourself in the mirror and say this.
" I am pretty"
"I belong"
" am an inpact"
"the world is lucky to have me"
"and I love myself".
Tell yourself all this. And trust me, you will be the leader in your own world.
Don't let people's comments affect you.
All they can do is talk, in the end, it's still your life.
Let no one tell you, that you are ugly, or you are not enough. Cause the truth is, you are the prettiest being ever. God loves you, and so do I.
Don't let people tell you who you are. Know yourself, and in oder to do that, you need to spend time with yourself.
Don't break down, just because that one boy left you. Well it's his lost, because you are awesome. You must not go on a date with a man.
You can go on a date with yourself. Sit down have a one to one honest conversation with yourself, have that red wine, and celebrate yourself.
Because you are an achievement, you are an impact. The world needs you.
Because if you end your life, base on people's comments. The world will keep moving. The world won't stop moving if you do.
When you are gone, people will keep eating, drinking, breathing.
So love yourself, value your life and time.
Cherish your beauty, admire yourself.
Because with everything. You are a work of art.
Haters are gonna hate.
But you have to shake it up.
Keep moving.
Don't let the world, put you down.
And remember, being African is a blessing.
Being black is wealth.
Be yourself, who cares.
It's your life, your worth.
And your fantasy.
Make the world know you.
Make them value you.
Not the other way around.
Future Self, when you see this.
Continue the chapter, cause it never ends.
