If you're reading this and you're not me, man, you must've been really bored. But say Hi when you're done because I gotta say thank you for reading. Especially since I am going to pour my heart out in this post. Haha.
So, right now I am really scared, or terrified. I don't know. Pick the worst one.
A few weeks ago, I was in a very bad place. So bad that I felt like dying most of the time. My body was aching all over to the point that my dad bought me some Salon Pas. You might think that that's normal, but I never complained about being sick, unless if I cant take it anymore. It was really bad until I did something that I am not sure whether I am ready or not, I quitted my job.
I just couldn't handle it that I actually went and wrote my resignation letter on my phone.
Was I being dramatic? Probably. Was I glad after sending my letter? Definitely.
To be completely honest, I am so happy that I resigned. I have to work tomorrow, but my working blues have been reduced from wanting to puke when thinking about work to a subtle tummy ache. My body cant handle stresses that well haha.
But, though I am happy and I cant wait to spread my wings, I am also scared that no one will offer me a place to land. Because as much as I dont care about money, I needed the money. My savings are enough for three months and I hope I dont have to survive on the very little money that I have for that long.
Now that I have written this, I hope this uncertainty will go away because rezeki is everywhere. I have been unemployed before but I manage to go to Japan with my own money, pretty sure it's because of the rezeki that God gave me. But I am also not a good muslim it feels a little bratty to ask for so much when I do so little.
Welp, guess I will be stuck in this uncertainty for a while more.
(if you're reading this, I hope you'll be blessed with abundant of rezeki and please pray the same for me)
So, right now I am really scared, or terrified. I don't know. Pick the worst one.
A few weeks ago, I was in a very bad place. So bad that I felt like dying most of the time. My body was aching all over to the point that my dad bought me some Salon Pas. You might think that that's normal, but I never complained about being sick, unless if I cant take it anymore. It was really bad until I did something that I am not sure whether I am ready or not, I quitted my job.
I just couldn't handle it that I actually went and wrote my resignation letter on my phone.
Was I being dramatic? Probably. Was I glad after sending my letter? Definitely.
To be completely honest, I am so happy that I resigned. I have to work tomorrow, but my working blues have been reduced from wanting to puke when thinking about work to a subtle tummy ache. My body cant handle stresses that well haha.
But, though I am happy and I cant wait to spread my wings, I am also scared that no one will offer me a place to land. Because as much as I dont care about money, I needed the money. My savings are enough for three months and I hope I dont have to survive on the very little money that I have for that long.
Now that I have written this, I hope this uncertainty will go away because rezeki is everywhere. I have been unemployed before but I manage to go to Japan with my own money, pretty sure it's because of the rezeki that God gave me. But I am also not a good muslim it feels a little bratty to ask for so much when I do so little.
Welp, guess I will be stuck in this uncertainty for a while more.
(if you're reading this, I hope you'll be blessed with abundant of rezeki and please pray the same for me)
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