02 24am, 2/8/22, a beginning
I dislike the path I took in life. Hello, let’s get the formal stuff out way. My name is Sammy, 24, a student in Russia, of Nigerian nationality. I have a fear of failing so big it often prevents me from starting new things, but I’m sober atm, and feeling inspired😀 It’s 2 30 am and I can’t sleep again. My mind keeps pointing out all the stuff I’m not good enough at or all the people I wasn’t good enough for. I hate it when it does that, in place of sweet dreams I get lowlights of my worst mistakes, almost every night now. But where was I, oh right, feeling inspired. Yes, inspiration is a weird thing, maybe it’s the hunger for food that’s driving a hunger to create. I’m not sure, but I hope so, then I can bottle this inspiration up, store it in a cool dry place and use in even when I’m full. I’ve always wanted to create, but never been good at it. I was great at repeating what others did, so I did well in school, learnt all the theories and theorems I had to but didn’t need....