Having to carefully manufacture text messages is a bizarre feeling. That’s why I rarely do it. Texting is barely composed by words these days, so I find myself deciphering emojis and condescending memes; overthinking grammatically incorrect sentences trying to find a hidden meaning. There are so many rules every other 20-year-old seems to grasp, but me. Trust me, I won’t be adding this to my list of skills in my CV any time soon.
I have learned so much, and constantly get surprised of how well I can manage certain situations. The current system I hold is very precious because I built it myself. No one told me how to do it, how to organise my days, or how to stay on track. I listened to my own gut, evaluated my life status, and planned accordingly. Nobody knows me or my needs better than I do, so when I planned for those needs and catered them I found true happiness.
I can’t say exactly when I took control of my days and responsibilities, but one day it just clicked. I finally understood that consistency, in fact, is the key to succeed in anything. I am no longer surprised by deadlines, due payments, or meetings. Here are the three things I have learned: