It whispers in your ear:
You’re not enough.
You should have done more.
Others are ahead.
Why are you still struggling?
It makes your chest tight. It steals your sleep. It spins your mind with different thoughts, replaying every mistake, every moment you feel you fell short.
Sometimes you feel like you’re drowning in it. Gasping for air. Wanting to scream, but no one sees the storm raging inside. They see the smiles. They see the calm but they don’t see the nights you lie awake, staring at the ceiling, tears soaking your pillow, silently begging for an answer from God
The pressure is real.
It’s financial debts, bills, responsibilities that never sleep.
It’s emotional, the fear of disappointing those you love, the fear of failing, the fear that you’ll never be enough.
It’s spiritual, the fight to hold onto faith when it feels like everything is falling apart, when prayers seem unanswered, when hope feels so far away and yet, even in this suffocating weight, there is a light
A whisper of hope. A tiny voice inside that says: This will not break you. You will rise. You will overcome.
You remind yourself: pressure is not the end.
It is shaping you. Refining you. Every sleepless night, every tear, every burden is molding you into someone stronger, wiser, someone who will look back and realize: you survived the storm. You endured when it felt impossible.
Yes, the pressure is much.
Yes, it feels unbearable at times but it does not define you. It cannot silence your dreams. It cannot steal your joy.
So, breathe. Slowly. Deeply. Pray. Move forward, one step at a time because even in the heaviest pressure, God’s grace is enough. His strength is enough and somehow, no matter how heavy, how dark, how lonely, it is enough for you to rise again and when you rise, it won’t just be survival. It will be victory. A testament to the battles you fought in silence, to the nights you didn’t give up, to the faith you held onto when everything inside you screamed to quit.
So to anyone reading this, feeling frustrated, crushed, feeling overwhelmed: know this.
Your pressure is heavy. It is real but it is not the end. You are being shaped. You are being refined. You are more resilient than you realize and one day, when you look back, you will see that what felt like unbearable weight was actually your wings being formed.
Rise. Pray. Keep moving. Your season of breakthrough is nearer than you think.
Temilade Alokan
Light Lamp
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