In the previous days, I was thinking about whether I would publish this post or not. Whether I would regret posting it or not. But I decided to talk about it from a motivational point of view. I hope that I will not regret it later.
Life doesn’t always go as planned. If you had met me during my school years, you would’ve seen someone clever, focused, and deeply committed to studies. I was the type of student who cared about excelling academically and dreamed big about the future. But university was a different story.
For three long years, I struggled. I lost all motivation to study. I didn’t care about my classes, my grades, or even my future. The person who once aimed for excellence was nowhere to be found. It felt like I was stuck in a loop of failure and apathy, and couldn’t find a way out. I was staying up late just chilling, watching YouTube videos, and playing video games. For the exams, I was studying only a night before the exam or assignment. I really didn’t care about anything.
Remontada 🔃
The wake-up call came when I received my first academic warning. It was a slap in the face, a moment of realization that things couldn’t go on this way. Around that time, I heard someone say in a podcast something that stuck in my mind: “If you don’t want to study, fine, but do it for your parents. You have to reward them after their sacrifices.”
Their words planted a seed in my mind, but the real turning point came when my mom opened up to me about the struggles our family was facing. Also, she told me, with so much love and hope, that this situation would not last forever; she was proud of me whatever would happen. That conversation broke me, but it also gave me a purpose. I realized that I was the only solution to our problems.
I realized then that this wasn’t just about me anymore. My family, especially my mom, had made countless sacrifices for me to reach this point. My mom believed in me even when I didn’t believe in myself. I couldn’t let her down.
From that moment, I started rebuilding myself piece by piece. It wasn’t easy. I had to face the consequences of my past mistakes, fight the urge to give up, and push myself to stay focused. Slowly, I began to see progress.
Lessons ✨
This journey taught me important lessons:
– Motivation doesn’t always come from within. Sometimes, it’s the people who love you that light the fire inside you.
– Failure is not the end. It’s an opportunity to reflect, grow, and come back stronger.
– You don’t need to have the motivation to work and build yourself; you need discipline, constancy, and the right mentality.
Looking back, those three years of failure were some of the hardest times in my life. But they were also the foundation of my comeback. Today, I am more determined than ever—not just for myself, but for the people who have always been my strength and support.
To that person 👊🏻
If you’re reading this and feel lost, I want you to know it’s never too late to change. Sometimes, all it takes is a moment of clarity, a word of encouragement, or a reminder of why you started. Keep going. The future is still yours to create. Good luck 🤍.
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