My Ye is different to your Ye

Hello you.

Welcome to day 11 of my 31 day blog challenge. Make yourself comfortable and let’s get into this together. ☕️

One of the many things which I seriously despise is unhealthy competition which often becomes deadly. Competition that is drenched in jealously, envy and spite.

It’s a shame that some people are not satisfied with their successes, they want yours too.

Let’s keep it real.

Have you ever been happy for a friend, celebrated their success with them, gone all out to show them that you have their back and even went to extra mile to surprise them because of the good work they have done?

I hear you screaming, ‘YES Angel’.

But when your time came, you unfortunately didn’t receive half the appreciation or love.

My Ye is different to your Ye

Success is relative. What I consider as success, you may not and vice versa. But that doesn’t mean it’s less important or not equivalent to what is deemed as ‘success’.

Flowers grow at different times, but when they are fully grown, blossom and dance in their elegance, aren’t they all beautiful? Such is life, the choice you make today will have an impact on how you live your life tomorrow. #facts

I said it before, and will say it again. Stop allowing Social Media to dictate how you should live your life. Did Instagram give birth to you? Or does Facebook pay your bills? 🙄

It’s not right for images of your friends and strangers, who you feel are doing better than you, build hate in your heart for them. I mean, it’s sick.

I was told that my *story time* segment in my former blog Babe, it’s not you it’s me was rather interesting, so I think I’m going to make it a thing.

*Story time*

As the music begins to mellow down and invited guests start to leave, two best friends, now business partners cling their glasses together as they celebrate their successful bid, securing £250,000 for their business project.

It’s been a long time coming and finally, they see their dream unravel before their eyes. It’s a reality.

Best friend A wanted to get married and now that their project was about to generate funds, the repeated dream of walking down the aisle now became a tangible reality.

Best friend B wanted to make money, to save money and travel. Travelling was always on the agenda and now that money was at a disposal, that trip to The Maldives, Las Vegas and Malaysia was within reach.

As the months passed, the project developed and become very very successful. The community applauded the two friends as they invested in community centres for the youth, enabling them to occupy their time and engage in educational based activities. Everybody admired them and they were a positive force to be reckoned with.

But something happened. Jealously happened.

Best friend A’s wedding day arrived and the buzz of excitement filled the church.

The priest said, … ‘you may kiss the bride’…

It was official, they were married!

While best friend B sat in their seat, dark thoughts began to fill their mind.

…but it can’t be, how can my best friend be married? I wanted to travel first before you got married. You beat me to it. It wasn’t the plan. You have always been one step ahead of me. Now all eyes are on you and not on me.. Hell NO! I’ve got to do something about this.

As the dark thoughts took root in the heart, best friend B, hurried outside and sat inside the rented car, hired for the wedding.

The church bells began to ring as family and friends made their way out, waiting at the entrance to throw confetti over the newly wedded couple.

The sound of camera’s snapping and children playing, filled the atmosphere. ‘Congratulations!’ They shouted, as the confetti fell everywhere.

In the distance, best friend B, filled with envy, stepped on the exhilarator and with great speed headed toward he church. The couple where in sight, as they went to take a couples picture.

In great distress and panic, the groom exclaimed, watch out!

… it was fatal, how tragic…

*Story ends*

Ok, I just wanted to give you an insight into what jealousy can do. If you allow your mind and heart to be filled with it, the outcome is never good.

Celebrate their success as they celebrate yours.

Success is relative. My Ye is different to your Ye.

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