I wonder how to get a better gasp of air within these lousy matters
Work. It is hard
It isn't the same feeling like a fresh grad
No heavy financial commitment
No high level decision making
No anxiety
Now
I gain anxiety
I hardly fall asleep
I can't even get a sweet afternoon nap
Damn my biological clock well programmed!
Why life is hard?
I hate to get up but I have to.
It is like a never ending routine
Because I know I can't stop
Who is going to clean up the mess I made like younger time? No one
Now is my turn to clean up somebody's else poop
Adulthood means taking up the responsibility without knowing how long it takes, just keep going
Having the faith that it will end someday
And I have to think how to end it well.
I hope one day I could find some real passion to pursue
Adulthood is suffering inside without tears
I wish
All these work stuffs can quickly settle down
I need my own me time but not staying up late midnight scaring myself there will be tonnes of workload to pile up the next day
Fears of insecurity
And I know I can't quit, I have to keep going. Everyone is suffering the same
Ya. I always know I'm not alone
But give me some break
Please
I hate working.
Pity to not born rich. 🙃
