So I’m contemplating advertising for a PA role to sort out my life lol. I won’t front, this will be very much unpaid but it’ll give a lucky someone the opportunity to join me on this arduous journey of juggling all my priorities. From working nine to five, to blogging, running, gymming, socialising etc, I’ve got to that stage in life where I’m convinced 24 hours in a day needs to be re-evaluated. To be honest, the role might even be one of those reverse internships; those “you pay me per hour” type joints. With all the ambitions I have over the next couple months, the role will deffo be a step above vanilla.. like cinnamon level with strawberry sauce on top. Adulting is actually an extreme sport that no-one’s tryna prep you for. It’s just an endless routine of putting out fires and the moment you think you’re in the clear *boom* a series of fires pop up out of nowhere.
Because adulting is such a chore I’m becoming so weary about who I bring along in the journey. It’s bad enough I lack any sense of free time but when I actually find some I refuse to spend it with a b*stard. Or b*stards (plural) ‘cos you know misery loves company. I’ve recently became a binge listener of a podcast called ‘The Receipts Podcast’ and one of the hosts spoke about not having any bad friends – sounds nice lol. “You can’t pick your family but you can very much pick your friends; how can you actively have issues with someone that you’ve chosen to keep around you?”… I felt very triggered. I’m that guy.. or at least I was that guy. The guy who complained about Tom, Dick and Bola but was still out trying to maintain bonds with them. Since when did it become fashionable to accept mediocrity; settling like some of you guys girlfriends did.
The message of friendship being a choice really resonated with me. Especially when it’s a long-term friendship, you almost feel inclined to stick it out for sentimental value. Now, I’ll never advocate cutting off a friend but I’m a strong believer of surrounding yourself with positive vibes. Sometimes I think I come across quite introverted when in reality I just don’t like drama, I stay away from that ish like acne. I’m comfortable being alone, sometimes even seek it ‘cos I’m my own biggest fan and want nothing more than being stress free. I come into my zone around people who bring me peace and don’t make hard work of it. Have you ever dealt with someone who literally drains the life out of you? Energy zapped!
A lot of you guys may be reading this questioning your own friendship circles… let’s not front though, you may actually be the issue! Your mates discussing you in the group chat that they didn’t add you too. You’re in the clubs singing “Bad Energy Stay Far Away” yet you’re that energy in question. You’re watching their Instagram stories fuming as they’re having fun and you’re wondering where your invite was. It was absolutely missing, that’s where it was. Accountability is key and some of y’all would rather do the finger-pointing than accept you’re trash. Then you’ll be wondering why there’s empty seats at your birthday dinner, no presents just lack on presence. You even invited mum and dad to fill up numbers and you’ve still come up short. Don’t play yourself, sometimes be self-aware to know that you’re the problem. Adulting is an extreme sport and it’s very telling if people take on that challenge without you.
Joe
