A real woman…

A real woman...

So often on Twitter and other social media platforms, men have some sort of entitlement enforcements, ideologies and ludicrous standards of what “a real woman is.” Little do some women know that their identities are locked up in their personal pursuits, purposes in life, and people and opportunities that come their way. What we as women do with these, define who we are. So it’s not how well you cook, or how many children you can have or how competently you measure up to a man’s mother, but rather the light that is in your eyes and wisdom in your mind.

We are all different and that is what makes us the same. We are all real women.

The arduous conflict between OPPORTUNITIES and CAREER

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I’m at a crossroads.

As a young fledgling, with one foot still in varsity and the other in industry, there’s no doubt about the career path I have chosen.

I see myself growing in almost all disciplines that it has to offer as I can’t seem to select one that I particularly favour or one I would want to do for the rest of my life.

So I sit here and wait for the not so obvious things, like world peace and the world to change, and wonder what to do with my mundane yet full of potential life.

Coming from a family of professional students, there is still a yearning to study further and continue this predictive path of preluded success.

Success, such a loaded word.

I wonder if this word includes happiness, growth, and peace in it or is it truly JUST the money, acclaim, fame and loneliness that everyone so charmingly packages.

I want to make my family proud, earn a reasonably decent paycheck, and climb a corporate ladder that will hopefully cushion my fear of heights. I also want to cruise in a beautiful depreciating asset and salivate over ridiculously expensive shoes, buy garish and gaudy garments that make me look like I’ve made it.

I’m attracted to the idea of opulence.

I look at my vision board that scorns the aforementioned dreams and substitutes my qualifications with facilitating women, wanderlust, retail and music. This board seemingly resembles the lives of the Real Housewives. Well sort of.

I am waiting for a sign.

I might just be afforded an opportunity to disconcert the dawn of my career and mission into a vacuum; be sucked in by the vast world and its forgotten secrets and pleasures.

How exciting!

I don’t know if I would be fulfilled though. Should I take the risk of being a dissident and do the unthinkable? What if my career catches up with me and results in me finding my purpose? What if it never does?

A qualified nomad is not what my mother sweated for.

Doesn’t it all work out in the end?

Sigh.

I need a life compass.

You create your own opportunities

Remain relevant, have multiple perspectives, build networks, take care of yourself and even more of your image.
Have a distinctive character, seek opportunities and work hard, strive for excellence. The right doors will open for you.