My own cup is empty. This is why I am currently unable to pour into others. If anyone cares about me, this is the time to pour into me. Even the strongest soldiers sometimes get vulnerable and need rest.
The first time I took a stroll through Manchester, I had an existential crisis.
All the hustle culture that I brought with me from Nigeria died there for a minute. It was as if they took my purpose away, and it's now like, what? What do I live for?
It hit me differently because all my life, I've lived and been hustling to get rich, get as much money as I can so that I can secure the future of my generation(tho it was going to be through legal means). A typical Nigerian mindset, right? Disgusting.
But now that you are in an environment where our Nigerian luxuries are basic amenities, now what? What is the point of amassing a crazy amount of wealth when I can live comfortably without tripping my hustle?
So, while I was at it, I realized I don't need to hustle like that, the system will take care of the kids and their future. All they need to do is just do the right thing and everything will be fine. I can be my doctor in peace, take on a normal shift, and enjoy life. No need to learn forex, coding, or copywriting.
I don't need to pack the whole world to feel secure as I would in Nigeria.
Come to think of it, being a medical doctor is a lot on its own, trying to double and triple your hustle on it is suicide. This is by the way.
I came to the conclusion that we are here to worship God and enjoy life. We are not here to make money, money is a tool to achieve God's work in a normal system. But you see in Nigeria, money is needed to make you feel secure.
I snapped back to reality the moment I landed at Murtala Muhammed International Airport, took that bolt ride, and entered the road to Lagos. Now, I'm back to the getting stinkingly rich mindset till I leave this shit hole.
Nigeria has damaged a lot of us and it is a pity that a lot of us can't see it.
@AIJO417@instablog9ja John! I still believe in the future of Nigeria, I’d just rather do my bit from afar for now🙂. We should grab lunch one of these days, I’ll dm you!
The first time I took a stroll through Manchester, I had an existential crisis.
All the hustle culture that I brought with me from Nigeria died there for a minute. It was as if they took my purpose away, and it's now like, what? What do I live for?
It hit me differently because all my life, I've lived and been hustling to get rich, get as much money as I can so that I can secure the future of my generation(tho it was going to be through legal means). A typical Nigerian mindset, right? Disgusting.
But now that you are in an environment where our Nigerian luxuries are basic amenities, now what? What is the point of amassing a crazy amount of wealth when I can live comfortably without tripping my hustle?
So, while I was at it, I realized I don't need to hustle like that, the system will take care of the kids and their future. All they need to do is just do the right thing and everything will be fine. I can be my doctor in peace, take on a normal shift, and enjoy life. No need to learn forex, coding, or copywriting.
I don't need to pack the whole world to feel secure as I would in Nigeria.
Come to think of it, being a medical doctor is a lot on its own, trying to double and triple your hustle on it is suicide. This is by the way.
I came to the conclusion that we are here to worship God and enjoy life. We are not here to make money, money is a tool to achieve God's work in a normal system. But you see in Nigeria, money is needed to make you feel secure.
I snapped back to reality the moment I landed at Murtala Muhammed International Airport, took that bolt ride, and entered the road to Lagos. Now, I'm back to the getting stinkingly rich mindset till I leave this shit hole.
Nigeria has damaged a lot of us and it is a pity that a lot of us can't see it.
APC is destroying your country and stealing your future and you people are here arguing about whether Ogbono is an Igbo or Yoruba soup - full blown adults!?
Ogbono is not Igbo soup. It is Yoruba soup and it is called ọbẹ̀ àpọ̀n in Yoruba.
The seed of a wild mango is what they use to make àpọ̀n soup. Wild mango is called òro in Yoruba language. In Ibadan panegyrics, they praise Ibadan people as ọmọ a j'òro sùn. Ibadan wasn't established yesterday just so you know. So if Ibadan people have always been praised as ọmọ a j'òro sùn, and òro's seed is what is used to cook àpọ̀n (ogbono) soup, how then is ogbono an Igbo soup?
When you’ve made a mistake and corrected it, let the matter end there. Don’t hold resentment toward yourself, and don’t carry yesterday into today. - Marcus Aurelius