HELP...!! From despair to relief when help matters the most.

Good day beautiful ladies and gentle men, hope everything is going on well at your end sending down pleasantries from this side, it is just a beginning of a new month and am wishing you all a happy and prosperous new month ahead so for this week I would be participating on the contest topic: HELP... do not worry we would not get stranded just stay tuned as you read with me.

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First I want to say no body is void of wanting help, no body get it on their own no matter how strong the person looks outwardly or how the person behaves as if they know it all at one point in life they will break and it is at that point that help is needed and sone times we can not tell when we would break to need that help from others that is why there is a saying that says a friend in need is a friend indeed, which brings me to my discussion of today about myself hmmmm and how petty I was 😁.

A teen in a stage where peers could influence but still striving to bide by her parents words and instructions was my description of the situation I was at that moment, a girl who had age mates finished secondary school together and still kept in touch with most of my class mates most especially females, I was having a small manageable android at the time which I used to chat mostly on Facebook and scarcely on WhatsApp because of data at the time I was not working and I was dependant on my parents so getting data to login on WhatsApp was not funny that is why those days I mainly base on Facebook.

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I would admit my female class mates were hot girls and I was actually nothing close to what they were so I was the type that watched from afar using my Facebooking to see their pictures online and just say "God when", and when I go on this Facebook because of this free mode that allow one see post of pictures with out data except for videos, I tend to scroll alot watching people's post online that was where my own struggle started, I would just sit in my leisure time and watch picture of my mates looking fresh, having new clothes on, plaiting new hairs, been so happy with no problem in the world at all, you would see them in eateries, shopping malls and so on...

Some thing started happening to me while watching those videos but at first I thought it was nothing until I started seeing the effect in me, I started comparing myself with them, I compared their flashy clothes to my old fashioned clothes, I compared their tones of shoes ranging from their high heel to different brands of shoe they put occasionally to my two or three insignificant shoes with out any high heels, I saw them make different type of hair styles with attachment which I saw very expensive at that time and at some times the put on wigs on their hair but here I was making hair with Brazilian thread or some times I even made all back.

Those were my struggles at the moment that it even reached to the level where I cried one day after watching one Facebook story of my friend where she went to a fancy place and got alot of things which she posted on her story, I was even asking God at the moment if one day truly my sacrifices would pay off, if truly me not doing what they are doing to get all those glittering things would pay off one day, if what people usually say about suffering and sacrificing alot today to enjoy tomorrow would be my case and in one of those nights where I cried and could not hold it to my self any I went to my mom's room where she was sleeping even though she was not fast asleep, as I entered I just sat on her bed and was crying so she calmly asked me what the problem was if any thing has happened to me.

I had to cry for awhile where she just hugged me and waited till was calm before letting me speak, when I told explained to her how I felt about my friends going ahead and seeming to figure out life for themselves much easier and I was just stocked behind as if I was lost she then spoke words to me that encouraged me, she talked to me like that friend I always took her to be, on all the words I heard her said what got to me the most was the example of all that glitters is not actually gold plus we would still leave all these things behind using the example of one vibrant youth around us who died mysteriously and left all his little achievement behind.

After when she spoke I went back to bed sleeping peacefully like a baby, at first I did not actually think it was okay telling my mom about those things I bulked up, I honestly thought it uncomfortable to share that with it but a time came where I have cried out my eye balls soaked my pillows, questioned my situations, kept seeing myself as less until I bursted out to a comforting ears. Those problems did not disappear when I told her nor did they change to the better but I saw that situation differently, she told me "carry yourself like the princess that you are, you worth more than gold" I no longer reduce my worth or value when am around them like I use to because of how I dressed or what I put on I wore what I had like it was the finest of them all, I talked and rose my head up in the crowd because I am valid, a priceless jewel, a princess and because i know am enough.

We get help when we have the right people around so I tell you today above all things to keep health companions . Thank you all for your time I hope it was well spent, I still remain your best girl @graceze do have a lovely weekend.