If you haven’t read the first story, click here , this is the continuation of the story.
Growing up was a mix of so many life changing events, it wasn’t easy growing up, I learnt a lot of things along the way, I modified a lot of my perspective about life, changed friends, changed behaviors , more like a rollercoaster. This is what life is all about anyway. Survival of the fittest. I was an introvert, who had this social anxiety especially when I was with people I didn’t know, it takes me about less than an hour of interacting with someone to get comfortable because naturally I am fun to be with despite being the introvert.
Sometimes I get confused about whether I was an introvert or an extrovert because I tend to be very loud and outspoken sometimes and very reserved and quite some other times. Where do I stand? Anyway, I think I love the ambiguity because I don’t really want to be boxed into a category. I think I am just flexible, I can adapt to a wide range of situations.
I remember when I first entered the university with the typical naivety; I had to start reshaping my personality, discovering who I truly was. That was the first time I was ever going to be influenced by peer pressure. Throughout my high school days, I don’t really understand the effect of peer pressure, I had friends but I don’t get influenced by them, I do my things my way. Until I got admitted to the university, I started meeting people from around the nation, people with varying believes and perspective of life totally different from mine, I started getting influenced by them; it was the most difficult thing for me. Normally I used to see myself as someone who influences others for good, now it was the other way round. This went on for two years, until one day.
I realised I have been living the life of another man. I realised my journey was different from theirs, it was painful. I was swayed by the tide. As usual, I encouraged myself, that what won’t kill me would only make me stronger, I bounced back , and I was a better person.
I can’t write all the details here, its a very long story that should be written in a novel. Lol.
Morals of the story is this;
Whoever you are, however your personality may be, always accept yourself. Don’t try to modify yourself to conform to the society. You will never be happy if you aren’t living your life the way you are. Everyone is in pursuit of happiness , and if you aren’t doing what makes you happy, then you are missing out on an essential part of life. It doesn’t matter what they say about you, you can’t just satisfy everyone because you aren’t money. For better for worse, people will always complain. So just be yourself and surround yourself with like minds and those who appreciate you for who you are. Peace.
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