Letting My Fear Push Me To Live A Healthy Lifestyle

What are your worst fears?

If you had asked me this question when I was under twenty years of age. I would have simply told you that; my worst fear is being broke without money.

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But from my twenty years of life and above, due to some personal experience, I began to realize that there is something worse that could happen to me aside from being without money. This fear has made me adjust how I see and live my life accordingly.

The good thing is, I do not let this fear deter me from living the best of my life but instead It reminds me of something that is very important to my happiness and how to treat it with ultimate care.

During my days in secondary, I did something I shouldn't have done and it affected me greatly in the subsequent years.

During that time, I neglected eating well, I never had time for food due to our living arrangement. I stayed apart from my parents during my secondary school days. Due to the location of the available school was in another town next to us.

For this, I will leave home with my brothers to the nearby town on Sunday and come back home on Friday for the weekend. During the weeks, the timing of my resumption at school was very demanding and for that I will leave home most of the days without eating my breakfast. I will only buy food during break period which usually does not amount to anything in such a way it will certify me.

This continues for like five years, I always feel like I'm strong enough without needing to eat much. And for that I never complain at home about my eating arrangement. I just let myself go without food most of the morning.

My younger brothers who were then still in the primary school, there resumption time was 8 o'clock I use to instruct them to cook and eat breakfast before leaving for school but in my case I use to leave the house by 6am because of how serious late comer offense was in my school and I have a long distance from my house to cover. Because of this I was always in a hurry to leave my house which made me compromise my breakfast most of the time.

Due to this feeding arraignment, In my fifth year in school, I developed a chronic stomach ulcer. It started gradually and after like two years it became a serious health issue.

By the time I graduated from secondary school and started college. This issue became where my money goes , I started spending continuously on drugs and visiting the hospital for treatment without cure.

At this point, I learn how to value my good health more than anything in the world. In this life anyone who is hale and healthy is already wealthy. I suffered the ulcer for a complete seven years before finally finding a cure to it some years back.

Thought not without teaching me a great life lesson. to value and cherish my well being no matter where I found myself.

This has made me take my feeding seriously, and focus on food that is of great benefits to my whole body.

I always have this fear of experiencing the health challenges I experienced in the past. Not only this, I used to be afraid of getting sick after that experience.

For when I see sick people my heart does break, I couldn't even imagine myself in their position. When we are healthy, sometimes we take it for granted at least I used to in the past but after my terrible ulcer experience I learned to value my healthy body.

Everyday I work toward a healthy lifestyle, from the foods I eat, my drinks, and my mental health.

I do pray that I never get to experience bad health again, I just can't take not being myself.

I know that when old age comes, I may not be able to avoid not getting sick totally but if I live healthy now my degree of sickness by the time I get old could be minimal.

The memory of one of my ulcer episodes has been many years now, still fresh in my mind.

On that day I went to bed without any sign of pains in my stomach, only for me to start feeling so much pain at midnight, so much that I couldn't lay down, sit on the chair or move.

I was rushed at midnight to the nearest hospital before I could regain myself. Thinking about it now still sends a chill down my spine.

When I see someone with one sickness or another, I pray for the person to regain their health and I show kindness, and my support towards them as much as I can because I know exactly how it feels to have bad health.

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