Life ls Not A Competiton





Subtitle: I Was Trying To Run A Race That Was Never Mine

I have been watching everyone around me. My friends moving fast, achieving things, posting wins. And me, I was just watching.

This is what it felt like.


Observing deeply, sometimes it makes me feel left out.

"Life is not fair," I say.

I try to run on the same lane as others; my friends. But it all seems like nothing.

On the way, I feel hacked off. "What can I do?" I ask. I sit back. Actually, throwing in the towel.

I try to fit in. Yet it's not my race. It's not my time. It's not my energy.

"How do I do it?" I wonder. No solution. No strategy.

All this drains me. It makes me belittle myself. It makes me shed tears. Not realising that competition is the killer of my dreams.

Frankly, it's overwhelming.

Despite that, I stay still, arise and walk slow. Making meticulous steps.

"It doesn't matter when I will arrive at that destination," I claim. Only that little step gives me peace and hope.

I bid competition goodbye!

No looking up for some sort of energy. I trust my little energy and step. Till I reach that line. The line of success.


Have you ever felt like you are running someone else's race?



Written by ;Sylvia Patricia

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