I can very well remember what my first withdrawal on hive feels like; it wasn't that big of an amount, though. When I first began on #hive, my earnings were nothing to write home about; at a point I stopped. It was after a year plus or two later that I came back. Even still, the payouts were still small. I can't help but think if it is actually worth it, because I'd feel when will it all add up to be something tangible.
But then, I kept on writing, engaging with others, making good friends, and learning. And with time, those little rewards began to add up; it wasn't that much, but each time I checked my wallet, I would notice a little change; it wasn't big, but it is changing. And that gave me the motivation to keep going, because I knew someday, it would look like it.
So at a time, I was forced to make my first withdrawal even though what I have in my wallet is still small. My phone had become faulty, and as of then, hive has become home for me; I can't afford to be out of here even for a day. Also, my phone happens to be the only tool I use to access my account and post, commenting and all of that. I have no other option than to withdraw and repair it. I would have loved to buy a new one, but I didn't have enough to do that.
After repairing my phone, I still have some cash left from my withdrawal, so I got a few new wearables for myself. It looked simple, though, but it means so much to me. I remember buying a plate of food along the way while I was returning home that day. A plate of item 7, I gast eat something good as well; I worked for it, so why not? I was actually glad my consistency, efforts, and creativity produced something good.
And even though I'm still having a little bit of on and off in my earnings, here I am still going and remaining consistent
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