I prayed for this opportunity to work at a more prestigious bank, and my prayers were heard. I promised I will work hard and try to excel, and I believe I'm doing the best I can.. but somehow, along the way, I lost that 'fire in the belly' (quote stolen from my previous big boss).
So, it's not the work per se, it's me!
But, since I'm still here, I shall do my best not to embarrass those people who supported this job move.
Sigh, in truth, there was a period (maybe a month or so), when I felt so stuck in this life. I don't know what to do, I don't know what my future would be like, I'm afraid to risk anything. I was so stuck that I felt like just giving up. There was a point when I felt I was ready to just die and leave this all behind.
But now, somehow I felt something stir inside me. Now there's a teeny tiny spark in my belly. I want to live and be happy.
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