Hello, beautiful ladies of Hive. I am always excited to join in again on the 232nd edition of the @ladiesofhive community #Loh-Contest this week; "A place we love and where Hive is alive." As always, my profound greetings to this week's judge, @cautiva-30. Thank you for being here.
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I personally relate to option number two, which says:
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**My  Early Challenges.** 
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There was a particular time in my life when I desperately needed a job. All I received were rejections after rejections. I started each day with hope but ended in a quiet disappointment. I wrote and sent out numerous resumes attached to my humble applications, attended countless interviews, and walked the street of Lagos tirelessly. The constant rejections started to get to me at some point; it began to wear on my confidence.

Boom! eventually, the call came—a job offer I had dreamed of. I was extremely excited. The office environment was very friendly, and the employees were nice to me, I especially connected with one of my colleagues; she appeared to be trustworthy and kind. We shared ideas, I helped her alot with some specific difficult project, and I gave her my ideas on how to handle the others. We covered for each other and even spent time together outside of work. I thought I had "killed two birds with one stone," (so to speak), having an amazing job and a lovely friend in actually one place.

**My Resistance At First, And Finally My** **Acceptance.**

But things took a painful turn. I suddenly discovered that the same person I trusted had been speaking ill of me behind my back and taking all the credits for my own work and Ideas. Initially, I resisted this ugly truth and still acted normal because I didn't want to believe that the lady I had valued so much and loved could actually betray me like that. I felt stabbed in the heart, angry, stumped and puzzled. I honestly tried to endure the hurtful betrayal in silence, hoping she would change, rethink, or regret her actions and treat me nicely, really hoping things would get better. I was still holding on to this relationship and friendship. However, the work environment soon became highly toxic for me.

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Eventually, I made the tough decision to resign. I thought I had failed at first, but deep down, I knew I was actually choosing peace, acceptance and clarity over the pain that comes from betrayal. I decided to give myself an amazing treat while contemplating my next move. I traveled,  attended concerts, visited long-lost  relatives, laughed and played kids' games, tried out rare dishes, and drew alot. And in that whole process, I rediscovered a part of myself I had ignored for years —the part that found happiness in just listening to people and helping them heal physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

Immediately, everything started making sense again.

I trained to become a therapist and a counselor, still working on some other aspects of my goals I'm yet to achieve,though. The very pain I had experienced became the thread that tied me to others in their pain. I started to see beauty in brokenness and strength in vulnerability. I counselled people who walked almost the same journey as i did. and through our shared stories, healing flowed both ways.
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**My Reflecting Mood**

I sometimes remember the hurtful betrayal, but it led me to my purpose. I stopped resisting and immediately began to accept my clarity, as at that moment, I found freedom in walking away into something I felt to be true, something I believed in.

**THANK YOU FOR READING** 🥰