Hello Everyone
Welcome to my blog once again.
I am here with my participation on the inciting topic of the #realtalk week 3 which says.
"Would you rather be respected for who you are or loved for who you're not?"
Looking at the society approach to people sometimes can be cruel.
The experience and encounter we received from the society can push one to go for what is suitable.
This is termed fake life.
One doesn't just start the fake life without having reasons attached to it.
Okay.
Let me explain this fake life more.
Fake life is living a life to suit other people preferences and taste, pretending to be who you are not just to be accepted and believed in a cycle or gathering mostly in the society.
I have come to know that fake life are in stages and this advancement in level is encouraged and promoted by people's actions and acceptance.
Once the fake life pays up, there is need to up the game by leveling up the fakery i.e finding more ways to get to a certain standard.
Fake life mostly starts with the perspective of "if you can't beat them join them".
Fake life is common in the society and has grown to be a normal lifestyle.
Because in most cases when the pressure is much, one can just succumb to the pressure.
When I was in secondary school, I enjoyed my junior secondary school days.
I made genuine friends but my senior secondary was different.
It was difficult to make friends I don't even know why.
The people that came close were these high class girls, I had to lie to feel among too and strangely it worked out well.
We became very close friends and I enjoyed that feeling of rolling with the big girls.
Yes, it didn't last because I needed to up my game.
As of 2013 they were all using an android phone but the lower quality Nokia Asha Android of those days while all I had was a Nokia touch light phone.
When they left me and started acting like strangers to me, it broke me.
I was left lonely in our last year in school, it was really difficult to make friends then because we were about leaving school and most of the genuine ones were afraid to make friends with me because I might snitch on them.
I was alone, on my own.
If you have stayed in the boarding house before you could understand how bad it is to walk alone in school, that became my new life and I wanted it to end quickly.
My only hope was for us to write wace and go home while I battled with the whole situation.
I slept in night class alone in a classroom, woke up around 11pm to walk down alone to the hostel.
This made me to hate my secondary school days experience but it taught me a lesson I held onto for life.
From then until now, I made cool genuine friends, I was never afraid to be alone in any whatsoever situation, as long as I am respected and loved for who I am instead of who I am not.
Even when I worked with a construction company and my boss encouraged me to live a closed up life or any kind of different life to suit the situation.
She was like that difficult to predict, it worked for her but I wouldn't live the fake life.
I was just too comfortable with being real and it turned out well.
She even saw it raw that all the disadvantages she emphasized on wasn't what happened but a different case which ended up with her saying "your coolness worked out for you".
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