#growthmindset
"You just need to prove that every path has its own scope and worth."
Not all journeys look the same, and not all success comes in one form.
Some paths teach patience, some build strength,
and some quietly shape you into who you’re meant to become.
Stop measuring your direction with someone else’s destination.
What seems small to others might be everything to you.
What looks slow might be steady growth.
In the end, it’s not about choosing the “best” path—
it’s about believing that the path you choose
is capable of becoming meaningful,
because you chose to walk it with purpose.
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 12:09 AM UTC
Cry. Realize. Change.
That’s all you need — instead of staying stuck in the same place.
Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 9:19 AM UTC
I built my days with clocks and measured sand,
Each hour a brick in walls that scraped the sky—
Productive. Flawless. Tightness in my hand
From gripping plans that never learned to fly.
The canvas mocked me, white as winter’s breath;
The keyboard glared with judgment’s sterile light.
I starved the words, afraid of messy death,
And killed the blooms before they saw the night.
Then rain fell hard—a rhythm wild and wrong—
On roofs that drummed a truth I couldn’t write:
Some seeds need storms to teach them how to belong.
I dropped my tools. Watched chaos kiss the tight
Control I’d nursed like scripture. Saw the cracks
In every perfect lie I’d stacked so high—
A liberation in the things I lacked:
The grace of weeds that thrive where structures die.
Now when the fear creeps back (a cold, old ghost),
I touch the moss that grows on broken things—
The beauty in the lines that hurt the most,
The ballad that imperfect progress sings.
I leave the page half-empty. Let the brush
Stain walls with blooms that bleed outside the frame.
This freedom tastes like dust and dew and hush…
And all my art is breathing through the shame.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
"failure"
is human
not learning
from them —
↓
less than
human.
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 4:37 PM UTC
Easy days
Don’t build strong people.
Storms do.
The setbacks.
The sleepless nights.
The moments where quitting
Feels easier than trying again.
That’s where strength is forged.
Anyone can smile
When life is perfect.
But real power
Is standing tall
When everything feels like it’s falling apart.
Every storm you survive
Leaves something behind.
More wisdom.
More patience.
More strength than you had before.
So don’t curse the rain.
Let it shape you.
Because one day
You’ll realize
The storms you hated
Were the same storms
That made you unstoppable.
— Itz_All_True ✍🏽🔥
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 9:34 AM UTC
Not every victory is loud.
Some wins
Happen in silence.
Waking up when you don’t feel like it.
Trying again after you failed.
Staying kind when life isn’t.
That’s strength.
You don’t need the world
To validate your progress.
The fact that you’re still here
Still fighting
Still believing
Is proof enough.
Growth doesn’t always look glamorous.
Sometimes it looks like
Crying in private
And coming back stronger in public.
Sometimes it looks like
Deleting old habits.
Outgrowing old mindsets.
Walking away from what once felt comfortable.
That’s not weakness.
That’s evolution.
You are not the same person
You were a year ago.
And that’s something to be proud of.
Even if nobody claps.
Even if nobody notices.
Even if nobody understands.
Keep building.
Because one day
The quiet work
Will make loud results.
And when they ask how you did it
You’ll smile.
Because you remember
The nights nobody saw.
— Itz_All_True ✍🏽🔥
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 4:10 PM UTC
Our dancing feet misstep
to the off-beat rhythm of life’s chaos —
a mysterious thing; living our days
as mortal houses; camping in the thin
tents of wild emotions; children become
parents, become grandparents
made complete here – why compete
to be better than someone else.
Be the better version of your past self.
This is when the going is best,
without any sad clinging or hunger;
whatever illusions you might arrive
with, shut your eyes and reminisce on
your dreams. Underline this truth twice:
you deserve to stand
where your dreams place you.
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 2:00 PM UTC
You look so much
better now —
“I was always better,
You just didn’t stay long
Enough to finally see it.”
_Personal Growth_.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 1:08 AM UTC
Sometimes,
staying in the same place
means staying small.
To move
is to bloom.
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 7:44 PM UTC
Once,
they were everything to you—
the family you never wanted,
the friendly shoulder
that listened,
though perhaps it went in one ear
and out the other,
because their lives
always mattered more.
College adventures,
laughter and memories,
the thrill of first love,
the marriages,
the secrets shared in circles of music,
as if drunk together in some bar.
The victories,
the illnesses,
the heartbreaks—
all of it left behind.
Because you asked for growth.
You asked for maturity.
You asked for expansion.
You asked to be well.
And the universe,
far wiser than you,
took you away.
Because to grow,
to expand,
to finally be well—
you had to leave them
behind.
Oct 13, 2025
Oct 13, 2025 at 11:16 AM UTC
When you remember
of your old friends
the friends who didn’t stand by you—
when all you needed was space and safety
to face your own fears and mistakes,
remember the ones who did.
The ones who fought for you.
The ones who believed in you.
Not by excusing your failures,
but by handing you back
the responsibility to live fully.
Not stuck in the same routine—
house, work, church—
but alive, awake,
choosing something more.
Yes, some friendships ache.
But it’s better to walk with those
who lift you out of victimhood,
than with the ones
who would rather keep you
right where you are.
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 8:52 AM UTC
You had your chance
to tell your side of the story.
They listened.
They understood.
They saw how, unknowingly,
they were pulled into a web of manipulation—
spun by him, the true betrayer.
And yet,
after everything,
the one still standing is him.
The one smiling freely is him.
The one allowed to shine—
is him.
There isn’t much you can do, my love.
Keep healing.
Keep being that seed.
Water yourself each day.
Bathe in the sunlight.
When you finally bloom,
they will regret
not standing beside you.
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC
"TRUST yourself and move forward rather than longing for people to trust you."
Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 7:11 AM UTC
We are seedlings,
Needing a little nudge to the earth
Where precipitation is rife
For newfound birth.
Not choking in a bag, deprived of life
Whilst the storm can shine our worth.
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 3:11 AM UTC
The Knot-The Noose
Withering like the leaves on the tree
Falling down to the ground they too
Thought they were to be free.
I climb through the hurt
I run through the dirt
A deep breath in
I scream, you won't win!
Three knots tied together like a noose
One knot for the mind
One knot for the body
One knot for the soul
Dissembling, letting them go
Of those things that influenced me so.
No longer have their hold
The noose of hatred let's me go.
It's grasp no longer there.
A deep breath in
I scream, is this what it's like to finally win?
As within
So without
These walls are crumbling
I believe in myself
That there is no doubt.
Feb 23, 2023
Feb 23, 2023 at 10:18 PM UTC
I am of the past,
the present, and the future;
reminiscent reflections of incomplete potential.
Never satisfied with the present,
I seek a brighter image.
A confident black woman fulfilled.
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 1:44 AM UTC
Through the chaos,
amongst the rummage,
with crammed up efforts,
toiling towards the certainty,
was my happiness boulevard to success.
I had it all figured,
or, so I assumed.
I wasn’t far from the complacency,
or, so I believed.
How often do things go as planned?
Yes, It was just a matter of time, until,
I was panned.
My fixed-mindset renounced failure,
I loathed my passion,
I decided for myself-“It’s not how it’s meant to be”.
Was I looking for an easy way out?
Did I interpret success as “never failing”?
Was I scorning the fact that I still had a chance?
What if I entered the growth-mindset?
Give it another shot to change things around,
pick-up from my past gaffe,
endeavour, or absorb from the failure again.
The journey might be arduous,
the goal might be too ambitious,
the path chosen might seem dubious and,
the success might never seem duteous.
Success is not the end,
neither is a failure.
If success opens the door for a new goal,
Failure instills that-
frustration is temporary, the experience is forever.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC