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5 steps I took to regain my confidence
How I got my groove back
Last year, I had a crisis of confidence, self-doubt took a permanent residence in my psyche; a foreign guest because, as a kid that grew up moulded with parental affirmations, surrounded by love, I developed my identity with a full understanding of who I am, and what I wanted to be.
My teenage years were a breeze: I was a popular kid; I had the nicest clothes, I had the latest gadgets, didn’t want for anything. I was a kid who had it all, all but the intellectual capacity to handle adversity. When the boat rocked, I was unable to steady on the murky waters.
At 30, going 31, I didn’t have a career path, I was stuck in a job I hated, and the precarious situation I found myself in meant I developed severe depression — my relationship was the biggest casualty. I was in a dark place. Few months after, I got fired from the job I hated; a blessing in disguise it turned out to be, the spark that lit up the fire inside me — but at the time — my mind was like damp wood, impossible to re-ignite.
I was faced with myself; I had a choice, end it all or soldier on. Through therapy, a divine, renewed, tenacious spirit, by hanging on the hem of those who have lived and learnt, I devised a plan that took me from near tragedy to the path to triumph.
