Choices and Lessons

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I am good with words. Use it.
I said "it."
Not "me."

Some people just looks naturally jolly and easy to be with. These people blesses our day with their joyful nature, however it does not mean they are our friends nor they even wanted to be. They may be merely trying to be polite.

We might feel this urge to confide and share our problems with them and they might be obliged to lend an ear but it may not really be welcome.

Out of the goodness of their hearts, they might smile and comfort us but deep inside, prays for us to stop. They may also be in a bad situation and they do not need people to dump more baggage on them.

Not all jolly people are good people. We wouldn't know if our stories are also confided into other people's ears. We feel betrayed when we discovered who leaked out these things about us but it's our fault for telling private stories to people we barely know.

Let us all avoid these heart-break by knowing more about the people we treat as friends. Time may not always determine friendship but it's not bad to give friendship some time.

Remember: Not everyone whose name you know are your friends. Sometimes they are just acquaintances.

For you.

If you were born in November (add 3 months), chances are you were made in February♥️☺️

When you're so used to be stepped on, and finally stood up for yourself, then felt guilty.. Why does it feels so wrong?

What can you pour from an empty cup?

please...

Stop asking the questions you know you will be lied to or those that calls for a fight.

There’s enough happiness for everyone. Nobody should be sad for you to be happy. Same goes for success, contentment, and pretty much all good things.

I was described as "entitled" by a superior.

I can think of a lot of ugly words that others may use to describe me, but never "entitled."

Fast forward>>

Today,
I’ll share with you how I finally understood how I was seen as so.
For the years that it bugged me, I can't believe I am agreeing to it now.

I was a hard worker. I work overtime every day. I work on days off. I respond to calls and requests while on vacation. I crossed flooded streets with packed extra uniforms ready to work more than one shift if necessary.

I didn't mind that I do not have life outside of work. I missed family gatherings. I forgot how it’s like to have coffee with friends. I often get through the week on take outs.

It was my purpose. In my heart, I believed was serving my country and people.

And I did so efficiently. I got to develop a work routine where I can cover multiple tasks simultaneously. I held sensitive information I relay to authorized persons in a moment's notice. I was trusted to represent our office in agency meetings and I get to speak with people way above my league.

Until I had to leave.

Naturally, I secured a word that I may return when things got settled.

Or so I thought.

I tried to get back several times now.

I really thought that with all the hard work and sacrifices, I will be welcomed back.

But I wasn’t.

So yes, clearly, I was entitled.
I thought I am valuable, but I wasn’t.

It’s a hard pill to swallow but it’s liberating to finally realize a part of myself I do not even know exist.