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Have a standard...Become it

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You can't be a Nigerian and challenges or failure is foreign to you.

The system is such that many people identify with failure because it is the only reality they are used to.

If you are creating or building, you will meet failure sooner or later.

Don't panic

Even God met him

He called him the first man

Then he improved on him

So do what he did

Create, design and build on it.

Don't identify with failure, redesign it.

Don't engage with conversations that tear down.

Subscribe to narratives that build

No matter how light it looks or sounds like, but negative conversations can tear down a shaky foundation.

If it's not uplifting don't carry it

Redefine your "Nigerianess"
You must not be a Nigerian at heart because you are from or in Nigeria.

You must not remain average because you are surrounded by average

Be the excellence average aspires to

Navigate through the social prejudices and cultural nuances our country is saddled with, fast and furious style.

People will always judge you
But from their own standard

The problem is not you, it's them

Stop trying to force validation
Be a force and validation will come naturally.

There will always be an opinion
But it should never matter to you
If such opinion is unsolicited.

Don't adjust to people's shortcomings just to accommodate their insecurities

Let them adjust to your excellence.

Have a standard then be it!

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Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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