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Halloo,

Without any wish to be arrogant or Self-praising. I like to declare myself A SUCCESSFUL WOMAN.

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WHAT? THAT IS A HUGE CLAIM!

Where are your Rolls Royce and other state-of-the-art cars? Where are your mansions? How many designer clothes are there in your wardrobe? How much is your entire collection of jewellery worth? Which of the world influential people do you know or know you?

I am sure you are dying to ask me all these questions and many more like that.

I don’t blame you or anybody who wants answers, after all, I opened my mouth and declared myself a successful woman.

The short answer to all that is NO, I DON’T have any of those things.

I know your next question is- Where do you get off calling yourself successful then?

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How do I claim to be a successful woman without having all the things many people associate with success?

Bare with me!

Let me tell you a story of a woman in the year 2012.

On a cold winter morning, she stood watching people going about their daily lives from her window.

She stood there feeling that life is moving ahead and she was being left behind. She has been forgotten. She had been indoor for days because of unrelenting pain.

This woman had dreams as a young girl. One of her dreams is about making her life remarkable. She was going to make her mark and leave her imprints in the sands of time.

She stood there mourning not just her lost dream, but the hopelessness of it all. She thought this was going to be the way the rest of her life is going to be.

She thought she was going to be the bitter woman with a broken spirit that just can’t be happy for other people.

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Now, between 2012 and the present day a lot happened. First and foremost, God came and made this woman realized that the story is not yet over.

Strength came from nowhere. This woman got up and started to rebuild her life, changed her mindset, took control. She left the self-pitying attitude by the roadside. She shed all the excess emotional and physical baggage she was carrying. She let go of many things, some gladly, some painfully, but to survive she had to let go.

Yes, the unrelenting pain is still there, She is not cured. But, it is no longer in control. This woman refused to let it take over. The struggle is real. It is a constant battle. But adapt, is what she did.

This woman starts to see that the childhood dream of hers is still achievable, it just needs to be modified to fit her current situation.

THAT WOMAN IS ME!

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I say I am successful not because I have many things money can buy. If I were to use that as a yardstick for success, then I am not yet a success.

I am measuring my success with my ability to stand up after being knocked down so many times.

I call myself a successful woman because only me, myself, and I realised the strength it takes to do the little that I am able to do.

That is why I make a big deal out of every little achievements and milestone reached. That is my way of patting myself on the back for a job well done.

My claim to success is because I can look directly at myself in the mirror and say I have given it everything I have and then some.

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I am always saying that I don’t want to be pitied and I mean it. I am out talking about my life of living with Chronic Pain and Fibromyalgia because I wished I had someone who understood and show me how to fight back in those dark times.

I want to be that person who gives unconditional support to someone going through rough times.

I want to inspire someone going through a hard time to know that there is always hope.

I can’t cure anybody. But I can encourage them to fight back and take control.

I have secretly wished on some occasions to stop fighting. Honestly, it might be an easier thing to do. And nobody can blame me.

I won’t starve, I will be taken care of by the government. In fact, I will get more money from not working than working.

But, the image of me standing, desolate, looking out of that window 7 years ago, sobbing at my hopeless situation always give me the strength to push on.

It is hard, I won’t lie to you. Some days are harder than some. But Almighty God is always here and when we call with prayers, we will get our answer.

If you were to compare the woman, 7 years ago, who laid back and just accept everything thrown at her, and ME, the woman who fights back and who refused to be defined by an invisible illness. You will join me in saying I am a successful woman.

My idea of success is quite different from that of many people. Part of my success story is the few lives I have touched and hoped to touch.

Normally, there is an unwritten rule of not blowing your own trumpet. But, I decided to discard that rule in this case and give my trumpet a huge loud blowing.

It is important.

If you are one of those people who get up daily against all odds to do what you have to do, you are a successful person. Just because you are not winning awards or not getting recognition from people doesn’t make your effort any less worthy.

Start clapping for yourself.

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If you are reading this and you think all is lost that you can’t overcome whatever it is that is troubling you. Please remember that God gives the toughest battles to the strongest soldiers.

You are stronger than you realize. Keep fighting.

Stay with me,

Ruka

About Post Author

Ruka

My name is Ruka. Born and bred in Nigeria. Now living in Ireland. I am a Woman, Feminist, Wife, Mother, Muslim, Black, and African. I am an Entrepreneur who also works in Finance Administration. I am a Fibromyalgia & Chronic Pain Warrior. I love writing and hope to make a name for myself doing it.
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