"2026 Resolution" ti pada di "mo need solution"🥲😑

<h4>4 Month To Go Kehhhhhhh🤯😓</h4> Una remember that 2026 resolution wey I write at the beginning of this year?(Check my other Insights)Make una help meeee ehhhhhhh...I never achieve anything.😫😪 When did I become so comfortablewatching my own life pass me by? Four months remain. And somehow,I am still carrying dreamsI swore I would have achieved by now. At the beginning of this year,I had plans.Big plans sef.I said,“This year, I go finally do this.”“I go start that.”“I go become better.”“I no go waste another year.” But see me now. August. And I am sitting heretrying to rememberwhen exactly I stopped trying. Because January mewas so sure of herself. She had goals.Lists.Vision boards.Plans. She thought by noweverything would make sense. She didn't knowsome months would comeand all she would know how to dowas survive them. Some days, I was tired. Some days, I was scared. Some days,I genuinely didn't know where to begin. And some days,if I am being honest, I was simply unserious. I kept saying, “I still get time.” Until time becamethe one thing I didn't have enough of. And maybe that is what hurts the most. Not that I didn't achieve everything. But that I know there were thingsI could have doneif I had stopped waitingfor the perfect version of myself to show up. There were doorsI should have knocked on. IdeasI should have started. RisksI should have taken. Versions of myselfI kept postponing. But maybe I have also been unfair to myself. Maybe growth doesn't always look likea new job,a new relationship,a new achievement,or something worth posting. Maybe sometimes,growth is simply becoming someonewho can survive what once broke her. Maybe some of the battlesnobody sawwere victories too. Still... I don't want to use thatas an excuse to remain where I am. Four months remain. And I refuse to spend themmourning the eight that are gone. I can't go back to January. I can't rewrite the months. But I can decidewhat the remaining ones will remember me for. Maybe this isn't a resolution anymore. Maybe it's a reckoning. A quiet conversationbetween me and the personI said I wanted to become. No more “next month.” No more waiting to feel ready. No more watching other peoplebecome who they dreamed of becomingwhile I keep telling myself, “My time will come.” Because maybe my timehas been knocking this whole time. Maybe I was just too busywaiting for permission to open the door. Four months remain. And maybe I won't achieve everything. Maybe I will still stumble. Maybe I will still have dayswhere I do absolutely nothing. But I want to reach Decemberand know that I tried. Not perfectly.Not loudly. Not because I suddenly became fearless.But because, for once, I chose not to abandon myselfjust because I was afraid. And if that is all I achieve this year, then maybe 2026wasn't the year I became everything I wanted to be. Maybe it was the yearI finally stopped becoming a strangerto the person I could be. I dey come first... We go see for December!Odabo.🏃🏽‍♀

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