When I was 21, after I was done with Uni, I told my parents I wasn’t moving back home. They already expected it, and they willingly set me free.
All my life I wanted to be a creative, and I knew home – Mangochi, wouldn’t offer me the growth I desired. I also knew taking a job would stifle my growth – so I resisted the need to till I (almost) had no choice – but that’s a story for a different day.
I moved to Lilongwe, with no clear plan. My parents supported me for many months when my income wasn’t steady, so I am grateful I never struggled as much as I would have; but there were many days I wasn’t sure everything would work out. I was depressed for nearly a year – scared I might never get to live my dreams.
It’s been 4 years since. I live in my dream bachelorette pad now. I drive a gorgeous sports car. I am able to afford my little life. I do work I deeply enjoy. I’m deeply loved by the people around me.
What was once only a dream of mine, is now my reality. I’m fulfilled to live a fairly good life. I am grateful for all the support and opportunities. I am even more thankful for failure, because I’ve hit rock bottom enough times to know I will always rise again. I’m inspired to dream some more.
We don’t speak nearly enough on how hard creatives in Malawi have to work in this country. We’re building an industry. We are creating more than brands/companies. We are creating a conducive ecosystem we hope will last beyond us. We do work that would normally require 10+ people at times (with few to no complaints) and we’re doing a fairly fantastic job. I’m glad to be one of the pioneers.
I am super excited for 2021. I’m for the most part staying in the “back end” this year, developing my skills as a writer and media producer. I think we’re gonna take the media industry by storm – in fairly steady strides, as always.
Happy new year my loves! ♥️
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