How much should I tolerate?

It’s not a day or two. It’s been quite some time since I’ve lost my job in which I thought I could establish myself as a professional instructor. The blend of little dreams was shattered in just a few days. I was lost. I couldn’t make it. The trust of what I believed was shattered. It took a few days for me to accept the reality.

I went into a dilemma of choosing what I like to study. Getting assured and being promised to pursue the course was much important rather than failing after expecting.

I never got what I really wished to. And that’s my life. I never got someone who could listen to my every minute story and make me arrive at the decision by thinking me as important.

I couldn’t accept what the reality brings me. Those unexpected situations make me gain more experience and patience in me to not expect anything. It makes me lose hope and trust on everything I have. I don’t care if I lose money. I don’t care if I get an order refused after working hard. I don’t care if I delete all my hard earned youtube profile.

My life has made me realise this because I’m not lucky to get what I wish. Though I was confident, still I get cheated in everything I try. Everything comes near me, but I can never acquire or own anything. Still, I pretend to be like I have everything for the sake of the society in which I live.