SEPTEMBER- NEW BEGINNINGS

Dearest reader;

In my last monthly review, I explained in detail, how the month of august was to me. September was very different, and I learned a lot.

?This month, I learned to define what success means to me.

What does success mean to iyesogie?

I realized that my life was beginning to look like a rollercoaster of anxiety, I was always anxious and scared. I was constantly worried that I was not measuring up.

MEASURING UP TO WHAT?

I measured my life and success based on “society’s” standards. If society says that buying a car at 19 was considered “success”, I didn't even stop to think it out, I just went along with it.

I’ve realized that success and happiness are subjective and that every individual should define what success and happiness mean to them. And failure to do so would lead to life unhappiness and constant anxiety.

If success to you means getting up, showing up, and taking slow and steady steps to achieve your goals, then you are undoubtedly successful according to your standards. I believe that success shouldn't be tied to material things or age.

God's standards define success for me. What does God expect of me? How do I measure up to God's standards? I realized that I cared so much about what people thought of me, but I cared less about what God thought of me, I was so consumed with people's expectations of me that I forgot that God had expectations of me as well. And unlike people, GOD LOVES ME And his expectations of me should supersede that of others.

Last month, my relationship with God was quite shaky and not as vibrant as I wanted it to be. It wasn't completely horrible, but it wasn't great. My relationship with God is something that I cherish a lot, and I feel very ashamed to say that my relationship with God has not been the best. It's not something I’m proud of, but it's something that I’m working on.

And that in itself is PROGRESS……

Dearest reader, I am a writer, I know this because I write and people call me a writer. To be a better writer, you have to read a lot. Last month, I realized that I had a problem reading books ( especially nonfiction). It could be that schools have been on strike for seven months now or that I’ve been spending too much time on social media.

It's not something that I'm proud of, but I’ll admit it anyway. I think I'm addicted to social media, and this addiction has affected my attitude towards reading. sometimes I find reading to be boring. I literally had to force myself to read a book last month, and I still didn't finish it.

It felt like my attention span had reduced from watching so many Instagram reels, and I was finding it difficult to focus on reading long-form content.

This month, I’m on a mission to reduce my screen time and read more, I'm working on disciplining myself and learning to use social media responsibly. I will come back and update you guys on this.

dearest reader, how do you deal with unhealthy addictions? do you instantly stop indulging in that habit, or is it a gradual process?

Tell me in the comments section, I would love to hear it.

Love, Lysa.