May 14 2012 -- The day of Bad news
Today has been the day of low morale, low self-eestem, escapisim and bad news. I don’t know what has come upon me these days, but I seem to have lived my life since Sept 2011, bumming around, living my life like a living dead. I did not feel any ounce in me to fight on, i feel my drive, my ambitions, my dreams have become nothing but a huge joke to me. From the day in May 2010 when I signed up for my masters in finance, it had already seemed to me that everything is becoming a big joke. I gave up my good stable engineering job, my stable income, my comfortable life, to take on the masters —- and in the midst of it all, becoming fat and unhealthy while working part time and studying… and all I have gotten back, was a fat unhealthy body, no job for the past 8 months and a disappearing self eestem. This was not what I envisioned… my masters is suppose to bring me a better career, a higher income and a better life! I am prepared to work my ass off my new job, prepared to give it my all, but why am I not given the chance?
I looked at myself and the things I have been doing these days. Wake up, boil water, make breakfast, clean kitchen, surf net, read a few pages of a book, watch tv, lunch, wash clothes, dry clothes, dinner, wallowing in self pity, doing non-productive “easy” things, basically refusing to study, revise what I have learnt, refusing to exercise, refusing to send out any more resumes since only 1 or 2 replied for every 100 sent. I know I am slowly giving up hope on myself. Why? Why am I so weak?
I keep telling myself that I am still young, I still have many things going for me… so why am I giving up on myself without a fight? I am such a loser. Why do I feel like I should be waiting for death, waiting for my retirement? There are so many things I have yet to do and accomplish! So why do i give myself the death sentence?
God has been good to me… I have a loving husband, a very supportive family, good parents-in-law despite their flaws and some of my displeasures, good health, savings, a good car, a very good and beautiful apartment…. its not the end of the world… why am I living in regrets? Why am I still not satisfied? Why do I dwell on how much I have lost instead of the things I still have? Why do I dwell on my jealousy of the success of the others? Why did I fail to see what I am doing to myself? Why do I have to wait for everything to be perfect before feeling good?
Well, its not today that I have this big realisation… I have been questioning myself for days, months…. but it is today that I have been told that they will be letting me go, from my part time job. So no more equities trading… I should have known. It wasn’t that I didn’t see it coming in this bad market—- I have seen it coming, I should have known and prepared myself for it…. but in my laziness and escapism from reality, I failed to prepare myself for it… so when the news came today, it still hit me hard in my stomach.
No more income. Now, its not just me, myself and my self destruction. My income literally will stop from today onwards. No notice period, no arguments.
Am I ready to pick up the pieces yet again?
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Living a life in decadence




But, I will go to the gym later after I blog to at least jog a 5km. I must keep up with my exercise and hopefully it will spur my weight loss and keep me motivated.