Well said Beyoncé


[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]B[/dropcap]eyoncé’s performance at the United Nations struck a cord with me.

“I was here, I lived, l loved”.

It was the hundredth time I’d listened to it. This time it was on my train ride home after my last day at work.

It helped me realise that you’re mark, you’re worth on this earth has absolutely nothing to do with the clothes you wear or the car you drive. It’s not the number on your payslip at the end of the month or your title or the degrees that hang on your wall. Stop keeping up with the Jones’ or the Kardashians for that matter. Who actually gives a shit, let’s be honest.

The pursuit of happiness is not a pursuit. I say it’s not a pursuit because that means you’re chasing something. Happiness will never be attained if it’s something you’re pursuing. It begins and ends with you. It’s your decision to be happy. You cannot say, “I’ll be happy when… I’m thinner; I’m richer etc”.

For you to matter you need not make a YouTube video, a reality show, be rich or be famous. What for? You are the master of your fate, no one else.

It’s easy to fall into this trap,  especially in the society that we live in. I thought I had to be “someone” or be “something” then I’d be happy.

It took me over 8000 km away from home at the top of the Eiffel Tower to realise that I mattered irrespective of my job. It was my job that consumed me. I had firmly believed in my mind before I even graduated, that I was a “career girl”. A woman determined to climb the ladder and to succeed.

My dad’s always told me, “No job is worth your sanity”. I only realised this as I stood looking over Paris as newly-wed. I’ve always had my own dreams and ideas set for the future. The time had come to set those dreams free and to embody it.

I stepped off the corporate ladder that I was climbing as it dawned on me, I was climbing the wrong ladder.

Some people said I was stupid, others said I was killing my career. Well the rest said I was brave… I couldn’t settle my mind on that word.

It’s not the end for me, it’s a new chapter and I’m not sorry for realising that I matter regardless of my title, degrees or job.

So maybe you’re going through a change or a shit time in your life. It really is okay because it’s never the end. It’s just a new direction, a new chapter.

All that matters is that you lived your life.

About Nikita Camacho

Nikita Camacho, a freelance writer navigating life as a working mom. Take a seat to enjoy authentic, amusing, mothering with this mommy and lifestyle blogger

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