The funny thing is, it's not the looking/applying/getting a job that's hard.
It's the people you have to live with who doesn't believe in you, makes you think you're hopeless, rejected, foolish and a burden that is what makes it hard.
I don't know how I got through for the past 24 years and still breathing now.
It's hurtful, heart wrenching and insulting.
Nothing I do had ever been enough, had ever reached their expectation.
You know what? I've come to a decision to accept that they take me for granted and not even blowing this out of proportion. In fact, the perhaps the nicest words to describe.
It's really tough. Emotionally and physically draining.
However, it's a blessing in disguise when I realised other people accepted me as who I am and inspires me to be better. They've made this whole thing a little easier for me to lean on and feel safe. Thank you. Thank you so much.
The thing is, I'm ok. They are the one who aren't. Therefore, I'm the sacrifice.
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