I feel like I’m so old. I turn 24 in less than a month, and it’s driving me crazy. I have less than 5 years to make the Forbes 30 Under 30 list. And for many, that’s not a big deal. But while other little girls from the south dreamt of a white wedding, I dreamt of making that list. And I hate that it’s a list that I’ve wanted to make. My success will never be measured by the approval of others. It was more about knowing that if I made that list, then I did indeed choose to recklessly and faithfully follow my dreams. It’s like an insurance policy on my ambitions. It’s like a permanent accountability partner. Life flies by. The days of tomorrow transform into the years of yesterday. I just don’t want to get so lost in trying to get by, that I forget to live. However, success has it’s own timing. You can’t rush perfection. When your time to glow has come, you will know. But until then, keep shining.
*sighs into a face palm* My least favorite kind of hater is the subtle shade thrower. Because if you’re going to hate, at least be bold. *snaps in Z formation* Recently, someone tried to throw shade at my personality and my education. *laughs like Beyoncé did when she heard the Keri Hilson diss track* At first, her two insults bugged me. I then realized that she was just projecting her insecurities. She views me as competition, and that’s sad. Haters love to voice their opinions while you’re chasing your dreams. They see your see your drive as a diss, and there is nothing you do about that. But real talk: have you EVER seen a hater doing better than you??? *sips margarita* Drink your water. Wear your lipstick. Continue your plans for world domination. And NEVER let a hater get to you.
I’m weird. And Awkward. And uncomfortable. And if given the chance to change any of those traits, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t dare. I like being me. *Kanye shrugs* And some people hate that about me. They hate that I really like who I am. They hate that I would never strive to be who they are. They hate that they can’t get to me. And that’s ok. I don’t want the kind of success that requires me to lose who I am.
You may feel like you’re in the same position that you were in last year, but you aren’t. You are not the same person. You’ve grown, and that’s beautiful. Don’t downplay your glow up.
I like to believe that people mean well, they just don’t know any better. My roommate is considering a career shift, and she asked me for advice. At first, I gave her what I thought was best. And then I realized what I was doing, and I cringed. I give advice on dream chasing, I will never give advice on what dreams to chase. This is the truth: no one can tell you what dreams to chase. No one knows what you’re capable of. No one knows how much of a badass you are. When giving advice, people tend to tell you what THEY would do. And what THEY would do is irrelevant to you. THEY may be scared to invest in themselves. THEY may project their insecurities on you. THEY may not have chased their own dreams. So be careful. Trust yourself. Believe in how great you are. And take advice with a grain of salt.