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My people....My people.....My people........How una dey?....how’s the Mobylity Mobylizing ?...Mobyle or Immobyle?......I’m sure we are good. It is the last day in the month....mehn God has been wonderful... Thank God for life...for love...for blessings...for you...Thank you....
So today I'll be talking about a very crucial topic which I know a lot of us must have faced or still face at the moment. This should have been in the Dear Moby series but dem no send me work ontop dis one.... I just needed to share this with you guys....You see... I have always wanted to be a counsellor or a psychologist (...please don't shake your head for me just yet.....the amount of things I still want to be ehn, I no fit mention am finish for here...LOL). Why do I want to be a counsellor? I feel I am a good listener (even with my impatient attitude) and I can talk to people in such a way that they open up to me. Last week I was talking to a friend who is in love with this guy.... more like crushing on this guy.... Now this dude in question is a fine boy and I know that the guy won't even look at my friend twice talk less of being serious with her. Not that she's ugly oo....she's a fine girl o but he's way out of her league...
So here she was thinking about this guy, obsessing over him and even stalking him. She just couldn't imagine not being with him so the Nigerian Oprah *points to self* was called to help solve this rather crucial case. Now I could see where she was coming from and how she felt. I dated my ex boyfriend for 2 years. At some point in the relationship, I started feeling not good enough.... I was the one doing the calling, the caring and pulling all the strings....I would call him morning, afternoon, night, mid night.....”ohlawdhavmerci”. When I'm crazy, I am very very crazy.... so I started seeing signs of un seriousness and being taken for granted by him...and I can't let one boy come and break Moby's fragile heart so I packed my load, my heart, removed my slippers, put it on my head and ran like I was being chased by a mad man.
One thing I told her was "letting go is difficult not because you can't live without the attachment; it's difficult only because you think it is".
We find out how strong we are in the moments of the uncertainty life inevitably gives us. The unplanned events – layoffs, death, disease or divorce – can come crashing into our world at any moment. Then the questionable life changes crop up. Should I stay or should I go? Should I buy or save? Should I forgive or forget? Should I move or not? The ‘shoulds’ become a thirsty internal craving as we try to process the best outcome for our life. The problem?, In doing this, we often hold onto what no longer works but in my friend's case, she just wanted a friend....and he just didn't see it that way.
I have another friend who is in a negative situation and is hanging on for dear life because he wants to be brave and wants to tough it out. He told me, “Giving up is not an option,” which so many of us believe. When I was going to leave my ex, someone told me to still try and work it out. Don't give up yet.....that’s what the person said. But I was suffering. I was having sleepless nights and long hurtful days... But we must know that when holding on to something that hurts our health and potential possibility to be happy, we have to look closely at why we're choosing to stay.
Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. We strive to make the right choice but how do we know when it is truly time to let go and move on?
Romantic relationships, jobs, even places we live in have an expiration date. Sometimes we hold on to things that aren’t working out of fear we won’t find something better. Perhaps our greatest fear is the unknown, which is why so many of us grasp, hold on to and manipulate our situations in trying to control our surroundings. But the outcome is always the same: more pain, immense frustration and enormous guilt and blame.
So how do you know you need to "let go" and detach yourself from that certain thing/person? Simple: It comes from self-awareness and inner-strength! Once you are aware that your habit/attachment/obsession is consuming and ruining not just you but also your thoughts,... it's making you and others around you uncomfortable or uneasy and making your life harder than it may already be. We have to trust in our inner strength and there must be willingness to let go. That's when you will start salvaging the situation and start working towards making a new beginning; possibly a new you!
So my dear friends and obsessed lover.....I've been there and I overcame. The truth is Moby crushes easily.... Most of us know that I like fine boys...it’s an addiction. I might not have anything to do with you o but I'll just be crushing on the person for a while and before you know it, the crush dies and I'm crushing on someone else. I think it’s a bad habit I really don't want to stop. I remember someone on Tib's blog telling me to go settle down because of my crushing ability.... well I'm almost there... NOTE: Le boo is a hot gentle man. You need to see that guy's arms....his body is to die for.... okayyyyy.....I'm back.... So to my dear friend that is hurting, I say let the guy know you like him (if I hear someone say that's cheap I will tie a c4 bomb on you and ignite it *tongue out*), listen to what he has to say and then move on if he's not interested. You never know until you try. To all the Mobylizers, always know when to move on... it’s not a do or die affair....You can only meet the right and best person when you move on from the one that’s in your way...*wink*
Mhen ....after all that grammar...I now have a headache....I think I’ve spoken all the English I’m supposed to speak for 5 years in this post....*LMAO*... No more big big grammars in my subsequent posts... Una nor fit kill me...
Happy Independence Day in advance to all the Nigerian readers....if you are Nigerian by birth, by marriage or by 'i dunno', congratulations to you.
Happy Independence Day in advance to all the Nigerian readers....if you are Nigerian by birth, by marriage or by 'i dunno', congratulations to you.
I love you all.... kisses
Cheers....