Susita H.
Bio
I'm a film buff, I minored in film,I'm also pursuing a film career (kinda,still figuring that out).Not sure where I'm going or what I'm looking for but I'm enjoying the ride.I'll be writing about things connected to my passions/experiences.
Stories (3/0)
When the road becomes unclear.
It was the bleakest March I had ever experienced in all my 26 years. Everything was crumbling around me and I was suffocating, for I could not seem to catch a break. Nothing seemed to stick or pan out for me the way I wanted, needed, or expected it to, no matter how hard I tried or how persistent I was. Never have I felt so helpless and hopeless. Never was I on the verge of losing it, losing all hope than I was in that month. It was as if I was in a maze losing my bearings as I searched for a way out, only to hit dead end after dead end with no exit in sight. Which didn’t make any sense, given that I was following the rule of business, or what seemed like the rule of business. For it was told to me, almost on the regular in the many, many, many, interviews I had gone to. That rule being The Law of Averages, which I understood that law to mean the more opportunities I give myself the more chances I have at succeeding. I guess I was the exception to that rule, for it did not seem to apply to me no matter how many times I applied it to my job search.I had, for the longest time then been so set on my intention of finding another full-time job, a regular job, that I didn’t really give myself the break I guess to self-reflect and ask myself if what I was looking for is really what I liked, loved or, wanted to do. I hadn’t given myself the chance to ask if the industries or jobs I was applying to really interested me. I was just on a mission and had been since Mid-February to do what was indirectly implied and expected of me, find a 9-5 form of employment, and become a robot who lived a mundane, routine, life. And as soon as I came to that realization, as soon as I paused and began to ask myself these questions, it was like a huge boulder-like weight was lifted off my shoulders and I could breathe again.
By Susita H.4 years ago in Motivation
