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Vicky🦋✨💋 Nigeria
Student @ University of Abuja
Abuja, Nigeria
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In Literature, Writing and Blogging 2 min read
Chapter 1: The Twinkle of an Eye.
<p><br/></p><p>There is a specific, quiet kind of vertigo that occurs when a person looks back at their life and realizes the ground beneath them has completely transformed. One moment, existence is a familiar, predictable road smooth, recognizable, and full of the casual freedom of youth. The next, a single turn alters the entire landscape. It happens, as the old saying goes, in the twinkle of an eye.</p><p><br/></p><p>To stand in that space is to experience a profound sense of temporal whiplash. The mind naturally craves continuity; it wants tomorrow to look like yesterday. But when life accelerates without warning, a person is left standing in the present, looking at their own hands, wondering how the trajectory of their world shifted so violently. The question <strong>“How did I get here?”</strong> becomes a constant internal echo. It is not just a question; it is the sound of someone trying to reconcile the person they were just a short while ago with the massive, unyielding responsibilities being demanded of them today.</p><p>When a young life is suddenly forced to converge with the realities of higher education, the imminent arrival of a child, and the looming necessity of financial survival, the result is not standard stress. It is an accelerated, high stakes collision with adulthood.</p><p> When the present becomes heavy, the mind automatically glorifies the "before." It remembers a time when life felt perfect, good, and nice. This contrast creates a quiet form of grief. The individual is not only panicking about what is ahead; they are actively mourning the simplicity of the life they left behind on the other side of the shift.</p><p> In moments of vulnerability, the faces of family members become the mirrors in which we look for reassurance. But when a person looks into those faces and sees only disappointment, the mirror shatters. It creates an unbearable internal weight. The home, which should be a sanctuary from the storm, becomes an arena of perceived judgment, making the individual feel completely exposed yet utterly hidden.</p><p>One of the harshest truths of a sudden life transition is that it acts as a sieve. The realization that the people once called "friends" are suddenly gone, distant, or unrecognizable is a lonely byproduct of changing tracks. When your reality shifts to the high stakes of parenthood and survival, the bridge between you and your peers thins out. The social circle shrinks, leaving a vast, quiet space where a support system used to be.</p><p> The human brain is not built to live three years in a single afternoon. Yet, when faced with the future, the mind tries to calculate the impossible: <strong>How do I sit for an exam, nurse a newborn, and clock into a job at the exact same time? </strong>The paralysis that follows doesn't come from a lack of capability; it comes from trying to solve the logistics of an entire lifetime while sitting alone in a quiet room today.</p>

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