Before renting the apartment-mansion nearly three years ago, I decided to pay extra for the view. I had assumed, wrongfully so, that this part of the complex would be quiet. The other apartment was situated in the middle of the complex, so I imagine it could be even louder. Despite the continually noisy neighbors that I didn’t experience at my last apartment, at least I can now enjoy the view while writing, after furniture rearranging.
Knee-deep in this depressive state, I don’t feel good, as in the opposite of evil rather than well. I feel like I am not worthy of having good things. Not respectable. Bad things should happen to me and that I might not be successful in both my hobby dreams and professional ventures. I feel like I am one failure away from not being able to bounce back. I just want to sleep this badness away.
We can decide whether our weaknesses will cause us to become weak. While most weaknesses can become excuses that can potentially control us, there are exceptions that should be respected. My intentions are pure, so let’s not focus on any possible hypotheticals for this week’s update to “The Story.” Instead, let’s focus on two casual examples of when main characters John (off-center) and Trishna (center) decide to not let their physical weaknesses make them weak.
What if we had a singular root cause for career difficulties? What if that weren’t bad management, commutes, colleagues, or workloads? What good manager hasn’t had a bad day? What commuting road hasn’t had a collision? What decent colleague hasn’t acted… human? What acceptable workload hasn’t had difficulties? What’s left is bigger: our expectations are smooth, yet the reality is chaotic. If that’s the root cause, then is the resolution just to accept that chaos?