One statement my mom always says to little Tory “It's a step at a time”.
To say I wasn't trouble while younger would be an understatement.
Oh wait! Not the regular troublemaker kind, we would rather describe it as the worrisome trouble.
Being the last born for seven years, I was the hardcore between my elder brother and I.
If you call my elder brother cool then i'm hot, all said and done, the direct opposite in character from my elder brother.
I believe every child would always have the curious act of wanting to know and experience things especially the ones we were warned about.. My big eyes would be eager to want to hold, touch and see for myself.
It started as being curious and gradually turned to acting on impulse, i always find myself doing the first thing that enters my head especially when put in a corner. These acts unconsciously grew with me and yet I didn't realize it on time.
I've shared more than once on how I jumped over a story building due to a little conflict with my parents that resulted in my right leg being dislocated and led to sit home for a month plus.
These story as in so many ways, have had me do self reflection. In as much as i would say i was pushed to the wall and acted irrational bla bla bla.. What if it ended with my brain being damaged? Or my leg being disfigured for life?
What if I ended up handicapped, would I have been able to live with the guilt of jumping over due to some annoyance??
Well knowing me, this is me being real and am so sure I wouldn't have been here typing on my keyboard if things should have gone south,
ah! here's is it again, concluding on the first thought that entered my head.. Suicide!!! (Godforbid) haha😅
Having realized my problem didn't began from the fall gave me that self consciousness. Looking back at my younger self, I would have told tory “listen to mom, and take it one step at a time”. I would have made it a daily recitation, first thing in the morning before leaving bed and last thing at night before sleeping. Probably my brain would have brought it back to my remembrance that moment my eyes wasn't longer seeing a story building as a far distance height.
Luckily, its all stories now and i believe my older self knows better that to act on impulse.
ALL PICTURES ARE MINE
