Well, I’ve been away for quite a while. Been taking a life audit. Yeah, stole the expression from an invite someone sent me.
But I have. I caught myself going into a cycle of self-doubt and self-sabotage, so I did need a moment (several weeks) to sit myself down and give myself a talking to.
Here I am now, I have decided to continue with my college degree. Oh yeah, I had not mentioned that. Last I ranted here it was about me and Mr. Nice.
Well, maybe he has a little to do with this. I am a strongly independent person, but I guess a companion who can be a reasoning voice once in a while is good for me.
That is the thing about Mr. Nice. He is certainly not the Knight in Shining Armor, he is a Handsome Prince I dare say. What I mean is, he makes it clear that he is not my salvation, I am my own destiny. Having someone else affirm that means a lot to me.
I guess I got a little distracted by the constant lectures on propriety, that I mixed propriety up with traditional paternalistic expectation for a young woman in Africa.
So, I was going to quit school, and go to this job that pays a lot because I had to be financially stable in time for the time I was expected to be married and starting a family of my own.
Mr. Nice sat me down, and made me see that I would be ready when I was ready and that if my education mattered o me, I should take care of it. If not, if the money mattered more, than he would support my decision.
I’m a lucky girl, I just took a very long time getting it.
