There's something about work that just drains my energy. I may have lots of energy to do other things, go shopping, go to the movies, but I am just drained and I just want to go home, shut the door and just sit there and sulk. Every day I am reminded of how it was not the best of ideas to move here. I spent the better (youthful) 10 years of my life which I could have been using to build a family or a career, I spent it being patient and waiting for that to happen, except it didn't happen, and every time I talk to my mum she keeps telling me to be patient. I just want to smack her (forgive me, Lord).
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