When I first started this blog I was seated at the Travelshoppe office as an intern, I was overwhelmed being only 17 and a girl from a middle class family working at a travel agency where people just casually entered and booked flights to different countries for vacations and what not like I pay the tout that fifty shillings to get me town like a boss cause I can😎.
I began to dream of how I would change the world, I mean don’t we all? I would travel the world, start with my homeland Kenya of course! Explore each culture and with each experience I would do what I do best write! I would write so each person who happened to read my work would travel with me see each place I went through my eyes hence the name.
Well that was my dream still is. Two years later and a number of blog posts published later and am not yet that famous , I don’t get a whole lot of emails from my dedicated readers telling me that my posts are awesome or even that many likes, wait who am I kidding? Barely any likes ! Oh the story of my life😖.
Don’t get me wrong I love writing and I think am a pretty decent writer if I do say so myself, oh and all my English teachers from way back and my best friend but she kinda has to think that, its her job……moving on I know you are wondering then why countable posts and some are not even that good! Well as much as I’d like to defend myself I can’t , because today I finally realised what my problem is, I am afraid.
Afraid of what you may ask? Well I counted and found that I have 35+ drafted posts written. These i wrote at those moments you know when you feel inspired ,you get a story that you just have to tell but a larger percentage of the thirty five are incomplete and the complete ones were deemed unworthy.
Reading through this posts has vividly taken me back to those times I was writing about , I remembered how happy I was when I was writing ( THE FIRSTS THAT MATTER) a story that was inspired by one of my best friends, my Kakuku when she was telling me of how some guy tried to steal her first kiss 😊or how excited I was to write ( ITS A NEW DAWN) because I had felt such a shift in my life that I was positive some amazing things were about to happen. Each of this stories never did not see the light of day though, at the time I was afraid that maybe am writing too much about myself or that my hopes of a new beginning and amazing things happening was just false and my life would be same old same old and dear me nitaambia nini watu?🤓
I know you think that am probably afraid of failure or my image and esteem being jeopardized, well I thought so too.
However the more I think about it and I mean really think about it I think I realised what my fear is and if am not so wrong the fear of most people young and old alike in this generation. We fear that we have no story to tell!
We fear that we have nothing worth talking about ,writing about and oh the mother of all of them all…..worth posting on social media about.
We wonder each day whether what we have accomplished or have so far is anything in comparison to the next person’s, we fear that our lives aren’t a movie , our houses , our schools ,friends and our love lives.
The fear of not having a story kept my best stories as just random folders in my phone others even deleted. It keeps some people with amazing experiences quiet because they have convinced themselves that they have no story, but every person has a story it may not be all rainbows and sunshine as the next person,believe me am a university student who does not enjoy the idea of partying! Or it may not be as motivating but never believe that you have no story.
Tell your story by all means sing it, write it , I don’t know, but tell it regardless you never know the hearts it may touch or the smiles and happiness it may bring some random person and last but not least it may make you famous! I’m still waiting on that one too😁😁.
I may not be living my dream of travelling the world and letting people see through my eyes but I plan to tell my story it may not be the best but it is mine and never forget we all got one, each unique.