Look, I'm not saying that I'm carrying in my back all the burden in the world and neither am I claiming that I'm the unhappiest and the most unlucky person on earth.
I'm just unhappy with the way things are going on for me here at work. Unsatisfied because it limits me. Because i'm not doing anything that will require me to think. I'm miserable because I'm losing myself in here. I'm desperate because I miss the old me. And I want it back.
And now here comes an email from a friend (whom I've confided with all my frustrations all this time) saying that I should consider myself lucky compared to the sufferings experienced by some unfortunate people in China and Africa.
I know for sure that they suffer greatly and my problem is incomparable to them.
But hello? In the first place, should they be compared?
I don't think so.
I know that she sent me that email to provide me with a perspective that despite my worries, I can still consider myself fortunate. Fortunate to have a job despite the recession. Maybe her purpose is to somehow lift my spirits or whatever.
But apparently I'm not. It just pisses me off.
I know I'm bitching..so sue me!
No amount of encouragement and motivation, I think, will ever make me feel better. I'm just so so miserable.
Please God, help me with this. 11 months of literally dragging myself to work is taking its toll. I just can't take this anymore..=(
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