Now, you can see me with a casual attire, with a facade of a professional. You will see me going inside the office of a call center, with a greater confidence of myself. And in the wee hours of the morning, you will see me buried in the bedsheets... snoring.
This MAY be the life i want to live with - being instantly promoted three levels upward only after 3 weeks of training, being the youngest of a group of technical trainers, and will soon train future call center agents even with only 2 weeks of call center experience. This road has caused my family utmost happiness for this will soon be of big help to them.
But i don't understand why this random acts of fate has caused my life to be half full, half empty.
With the success I am experiencing at work, certain issues have been constantly striking me. It's pulling me down... and i feel demotivated everytime. I don't know if this should be the pain that is the cost of the good status i have at work. Or maybe, life really has to be pulled down when you're pushed up.
I don't know why when everything seems to work between us, things go spiral and eventually sink instantly just because of a small issue that has suddenly turned big. And because of this, i am in deepest despair everyday for an act that was not meant to be, for a forgiveness someone has to accept, and for a trust that has to be re-planted for a cause. Aside from that, i want to treated fairly, and i want to be treated the way i must be treated.
I fear i'm not seeing love anymore. I don't think someone is showing love anymore. I see acts of being mean and rude. Things have changed. I fear i might not be happy anymore. Because surely, as of this time, I am not.
Truly, not everything is constant and permanent. At the end of the day, there's only one way to go - the recesses of the silence of prayer. By then, i wish my glass is full.
