Real life
When you move far away from the only thing you consider home, it's a real test. A test of time, tolerance, and will. This is test that I have chosen to partake in. To move far away, for a period of time, to build myself and my career. It was one of the hardest decisions I had to make. The last thing you want to do when you make a hard decision is regret it or constantly try to remember why you chose this path. When the rewards are not equal to the efforts, nothing makes sense anymore and things start to become blurry. I started questioning my choices. I know that this is a very beneficial and a useful experience for me, it will help me grow in many ways. But it definitely gets hard. The workload is intense, the staff plays a game of dirty politics and the children are just, so horrible. When you get used to something shitty that's happening on a constant basis, you become desensitized, you lose interest, and it becomes a "chore". Unfortunately it's not in my personality to give up or run away. So I hope with my deepest of hearts, I can find some sort of saving grace or resolve. Because only then will I be able to shed some light on this experience.
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