One of my favorite quotes of all time is “Your background does not mean that your back should be on the ground”. I look round me and all I see are people who all seem to be better than I am, they are more beautiful (or so I thought), they looked smarter, they smile more, they have more talents and display much more wealth than I have. I actually started to believe that I was not good enough.
My parents loved me, but that love was not going to be enough especially when my sister seem to be prettier, smarter and much more gracious. I know they tried to hide it, especially daddy, it was just too obvious and I was also way too sensitive. As if to add insult to injuries, almost all the children in the neighborhood seems to prefer her to me, in fact they preferred everyone else to me. This led me to a reasonable assumption; I was not good enough!
School did not seem to make it any better, arithmetic seems to be everything to my teachers and I was never going to be good at it. They always seem so upset with my mathematics grades, they helped me to turn my reasonable assumption into an obvious conclusion, I was not good enough!
I decided to impress, I would clean and cook, wash and iron; just so my folks will take their attention away from my sister long enough for them to notice me, and it never worked. I would sometimes feign sickness, that didn’t work either; I studied so hard I got into honors’ roll in my school, nobody even remembered by the next day after our report cards got home; I was heartbroken, nothing would ever work.
As I grew up, I found ways to be rebellious and to fight a lot, I thought I had a point to prove; if people were not going to accept and love me naturally, I might as well make sure they notice me. So I thought if I kept doing bad things I would be noticed, I was wrong, it only made things worse.
I got into high school before I got completely fed up with competing with others, I had this great teacher who told me I walked like a queen, she told me I behave like someone of royal blood. He would tell me I was special, I was unique and I should seek to live like a queen.
One day, I broke down in his office and wept bitterly as he tried to drag me out of the pit of inferiority complex that had been my prison from childhood. From that day, I started a process that made me realize that I needed nothing else to be good enough, I just have to know it and live it.
I am so glad today that I can tell you that you are god enough; you only need to know what you have and the best way to use it. Never compare yourself with someone else, you will never be them and they will never understand what it means to be you. Go ahead and live your dream, you are good enough and you have what it takes to become what you were born to be!