<p>Oh, insecurity. How this has made a lot of people lose their self-esteem. This word has made a lot of people lose opportunities because they felt like a part of them wasn’t good enough.<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>I believe everyone has insecurities. Some have multiple, while some think they don’t have any at all.</p><p><br/></p><p>Well, I was always one who felt insecure about a lot of things. My eyes, my teeth, my body, my size, and my appearance as a whole became some sort of problem. And for what reason? Because growing up, I thought I couldn’t wear clothes that slimmer children wore, that I couldn’t do what they did, and that everything about me seemed like a problem. And the society encouraged it.</p><p><br/></p><p>I remember one time while growing up, at the age of 7, I was set aside from the girls in my compound because I was fat and had darker skin than all of them. I was told that I couldn’t play with them because of that. That was where it all began. At that little age, I became worried that I wouldn’t be able to fit in.</p><p><br/></p><p>I grew up with an inferiority complex because of that, and I always thought to myself that maybe I was the one who just wasn’t made right. I felt insecure about the littlest of things—things that, when I think of them now, I see how little I thought of myself.</p><p><br/></p><p>These things held me back in so many ways I can’t imagine. Oh, how I was bullied. And at some point in my life, I started learning the truth about things. Little by little, I started to accept my body and how I looked, not after trying a lot of exercises and weight-loss processes from as early as primary school.</p><p><br/></p><p>Chaii, insecurity do me strong thing oo. 😂</p><p><br/></p><p>As little as those processes were, I learnt from them, and I saw that I wasn’t the problem. The people I allowed to get to me were the ones projecting those problems onto me. They made me feel like I was incomplete, and I accepted it.</p><p><br/></p><p>But yeah, I guess it was a process of self-awareness and acceptance. I believe that accepting yourself doesn’t necessarily mean that you suddenly become completely confident. Sometimes, it starts with simply realizing that the things you see as flaws do not make you less of a person.</p><p><br/></p><p>With time, you begin to understand yourself, become comfortable with who you are, and learn not to let other people’s opinions determine how you see yourself.</p><p><br/></p><p>And honestly, when I look back, I realize how much time I spent worrying about things that never took away my worth.</p><p><br/></p><p>So, how much of your youth are you willing to spend worrying about not being good enough when you were never incomplete to begin with? 🤎</p>