CHRONICLES OF MY 2015.

                                "I was pushed back and  about to fall, but the Lord helped me._ Psalm 118:13"

2015 for me was a bumpy one. I started the year on a fly. At a point within the year, I thought I was going to die, I battled depression, frustration and I was one very unhappy person. My expectations weren’t coming forth and so it lowered my self-esteem. To be honest, I thought I wasn’t going to come out of it.

I moved back to Nigeria from the UK after my studies into the arms of my lovely family, in October we welcomed a new addition to our family, I got a job and moved into my own apartment in November. And oh my relationship was just fine (or so I thought lol).  In December, I had a clear picture of exactly what I wanted to do in every month in of the New Year. Hmmm **clears throat*** na so hehehe!!!

At the end of January 2015, I was a happy girl because the first set of plan I had worked out really well. I was not worried about anything. I was just enjoying myself. And then came February ……… Hmmm things started to go down south. The project I was working on started failing, I was losing money very fast, I wasn’t doing well at work either…… Oh how I hated going to my job. My relationship hit rock bottom, I had no friend insight, I was miserable and frustrated.

At this point, nothing mattered anymore and I stopped praying. I stopped because I thought life was playing a huge trick on me. This has got to be a joke! I thought I was in charge and my plans where working? Unfortunately, things went from bad to worse up until July. I cried myself to sleep every night, asked God a million “why’s”. I blamed myself for everything. To be honest, I regretted moving back (I should have stayed back with my boyfriend to start a family) hmmm but with the kind of dreams I have, that decision would have been a selfish one.

…..And then one night in July……. Somebody please say “one night” Hmmm it was a very cold night in July I had a meeting with myself….. by myself. I came clean and real, I asked myself questions, I reminded myself of whom I really am. That night, I brought out my dairy and I wrote my heart out, I revisited dreams and thoughts, and finally, I poured my heart out to God. I cried to God that night and my God heard me. The burdens were lifted, scales fell off my eyes and I woke up light, free and ready.

July to November, I started to take responsibility and necessary actions. I conditioned my mind to love my job regardless of how I felt and worked hard. I enrolled for a professional certification program and got certified, I started saving,  I forgave myself and everyone that wronged me. I started seeing my life in a whole new perspective and marveled at how things turned around so quickly.

December is here and I am so thankful and appreciative of how far I have come. I am in a much happier place today because my dreams are valid and there is no stopping. I am soaring into 2016 with high hopes and expectations. I really can’t complain.

What is your 2015 story? how bad did things get? how well did you do? Please share.

Saronxxx