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STEALING MY YOUTH


I thought of every possible factor that might steal my youth, my 20’s, the years of me goofing around and make silly mistakes. I thought I was totally ready to fight in that battle. However, I forgot to calculate this one factor that not just might but have totally stolen my youth.

My job

I think I don’t just put my youth on the line but my family my priority and Him as well. I regret the time when I had to choose my work over something that is very dear to my heart. I dislike waking up feeling anxious about things I have to submit, people that I have to meet and probably everything. I don’t get extra pay for the extra jobs, it’s just what it is.

You are new, you are fresh, you have no right to say no.

I wonder what people thought of whenever they use that kind of justification. Maybe they were treated that way in their first years of working so they assume that it’s okay to re-use that kind of reason. Maybe that experience moulded them to be who they are.

Initially, I was mad.

Eventually, I get used to it. I have stopped being mad for after awhile. It’s true, I am young and fresh and I have no right to say no. I got no commitment(as they said so), I have plenty of time so I am expected to spend most of it on my work and nothing else. I let my job steals my youth.

I lost in a battle I thought I was well prepared for.


p/s: This post has been on my draft list for a year. What was I thinking at that time? Young me was so devastated :(

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