Created this steemit account less than a week ago, on entrance, I did my intro, I was warmly welcomed… infact more than warmly, I was celebrated, it felt ecstatic. (I felt like lil wayne in 2011)

The first few posts flowed in with eagerness, it was no work, I’ll write, take my time, reread and tweak, nice tags, use of language, could do a 2hour picture mining. ‘All is well that ends well’ I said (considering how much time I started investing in steemit)

I read through peoples posts, I practically stalked some people Hive account@kushed Hive account@berniesanders Hive account@rainman amongst a few others, I felt pumped up, ready to unleash (that kind of feeling after your 2nd week at boxing) by and by I ride and ride.

Then suddenly my eyes opened, fine, I was having the fun…..but not the money, what!!! 2 dollars for 4hours work?? ‘Nigga wah’!?. Alright, I’ll show this people on my next post- who I am and what I’m worth, I deserve more, I’m original (ingenuity resides in my DNA), I’m fun to read, I’m …. (the rant goes on)

My next post was written revised and ready, I pumped in all I believe I had, then posted. I decided not to jinx it by cheking up every now and then, so I went out, visited my girlfriend-to-be talked to her about crypto like I invented it, laugh and food ended the meet.

Came back home, eager to see what my post had garnered, I was surprised, (not with a smile, with a ghostface) 0.08. I was gonna cry, but then I’m a real nigga. I directed my frustration at @Fisteganos my block captain (since he and others got me in in the first place). He reminded me that I’ve been told ‘this phase would come’

So basically all you have read through is just me trying to say for once in my life, I won’t give up. I’ll stay, I’ll play the game, I’ll have fun along the way, and guess what, I’ll be a whale

#alliswellthatendswell #steemitrocks