Today is my 15th day of working as a marketer. Somehow I felt that we're living in a world that full of assumption. I believe most of us judge others people based on their first impression. For instance, if your first impression is bad, mostly people will start to ignore you without further understanding your background story. Frankly speaking, I just started to build up my connection from zero although I did thought about my past as I was like struggling between devil and angel character. It did took me some time to get "stable" in someway as you will recall your past job about being a data entry guy. For now, no people would really scold / monitor me much as it is mostly based on the result you can do or contribute back to the company. One thing for sure about being a marketer is you need to have a very good charismatic character and cheerful all the time. Guess I didn't bring a very good "energy" when coming back.
Can you just imagine a guy who didn't greet anyone or smile and just sitting there whole day? Anyways, the only things that can cheer up myself is to read some positive quotes like below.
The question is not why they don't like you when you are being you. It is why are you wasting your time worrying what they think of you. If you are not hurting anyone with your actions, keep moving forward with your life.
In fact, it is true that no matter how good a person you are, there will always be someone criticizing you in life as below.
During the afternoon, I just have my lunch as usual in Mayflower as below.
Recently I didn't have much appetite to eat some other food partly because of moody and eating at Mayflower can help to save a lot of cost.
Anyways, I keep telling myself to be positive and "self create" happiness in someway. After office hour, I took the train back home as usual. Well, I just saw a very familiar girl at
Good Taste cake house shop when I was buying bread. After some moment, I realized she is one of my primary school friend, holding hands with a guy. Suddenly I just felt my life seems to be missing of something while chasing my job career path. Upon arrived home, I have a great meal prepared by mother. Later on, I continue my research job. Somehow I just noticed that Google actually can track your laptop location when I saw the tracker as shown below.
On the other hand, I just saw a Facebook post about "46 Year Old Banker Finds Out His Wife’s Been Cheating For 10 Years" as the content is shown below.
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I need to get my life off my chest. About me. I'm a 46 year old banker and I have been living my whole life the opposite of how I wanted. All my dreams, my passion, gone. In a steady 9-7 job. 6 days a week. For 26 years. I repeatedly chose the safe path for everything, which eventually changed who I was.
Today I found out my wife has been cheating on me for the last 10 years. My son feels nothing for me. I realised I missed my father's funeral FOR NOTHING. I didn't complete my novel, travelling the world, helping the homeless. All these things I thought I knew to be a certainty about myself when i was in my late teens and early twenties. If my younger self had met me today, I would have punched myself in the face. I'll get to how those dreams were crushed soon.
Let's start with a description of me when I was 20. It seemed only yesterday when I was sure I was going to change the world. People loved me, and I loved people. I was innovative, creative, spontaneous, risk-taking and great with people. I had two dreams. The first, was writing a utopic/dystopic book. The second, was travelling the world and helping the poor and homeless. I had been dating my wife for four years by then. Young love.
She loved my spontaneity, my energy, my ability to make people laugh and feel loved. I knew my book was going to change the world. I would show the perspective of the 'bad' and the 'twisted', showing my viewers that everybody thinks differently, that people never think what the do is wrong. I was 70 pages through when i was 20. I am still 70 pages in, at 46. By 20, I had backpacking around New Zealand and the Phillipines. I planned to do all of Asia, then Europe, then America (I live in Australia by the way). To date, I have only been to New Zealand and the Phillipines.
Now, we get to where it all went wrong. My biggest regrets. I was 20. I was the only child. I needed to be stable. I needed to take that graduate job, which would dictate my whole life. To devote my entire life in a 9-7 job. What was I thinking? How could I live, when the job was my life? After coming home, I would eat dinner, prepare my work for the following day, and sleep at 10pm, to wake up at 6am the following day. God, I can't remember the last time I've made love to my wife.
Yesterday, my wife admitted to cheating on me for the last 10 years. 10 years. That seems like a long time, but i can't comprehend it. It doesn't even hurt. She says it's because I've changed. I'm not the person I was. What have I been doing in the last 10 years? Outside of work, I really can't say anything. Not being a proper husband. Not being ME. Who am I? What happened to me? I didn't even ask for a divorce, or yell at her, or cry. I felt NOTHING. Now I can feel a tear as I write this.
But not because my wife has been cheating on me, but because I am now realising I have been dying inside. What happened to that fun-loving, risk-taking, energetic person that was me, hungering to change the world? I remember being asked on a date by the most popular girl in the school, but declining her for my now-wife. God, I was really popular with the girls in high school. In university/college too. But i stayed loyal. I didn't explore. I studied everyday.
Remember all that backpacking and book-writing I told you about? That was all in the first few years of college. I worked part-time and splurged all that I had earned. Now, I save every penny. I don't remember a time I spend anything on anything fun. On anything for myself. What do I even want now?
My father passed ten years ago. I remember getting calls from mom, telling me he was getting sicker and sicker. I was getting busier and busier, on the verge of a big promotion. I kept putting my visit off, hoping in my mind he would hold on. He died, and I got my promotion. I haven't seen him in 15 years. When he died, I told myself it didn't matter what I didn't see him. Being an atheist, I rationalized that being dead, it wouldn't matter anyway. WHAT WAS I THINKING?
Rationalizing everything, making excuses to put things off. Excuses. Procrastination. It all leads to one thing, nothing. I rationalized that financial security was the most important thing. I now know, that it definitely is not. I regret doing nothing with my energy, when I had it. My passions. My youth. I regret letting my job take over my life. I regret being an awful husband, a money-making machine. I regret not finishing my novel, not travelling the world. Not being emotionally there for my son. Being a damn emotionless wallet.
If you're reading this, and you have a whole life ahead of you, please. Don't procrastinate. Don't leave your dreams for later. Relish in your energy, your passions. Don't stay on the internet with all your spare time (unless your passion needs it). Please, do something with your life while your young. DO NOT settle down at 20. DO NOT forget your friends, your family. Yourself. Do NOT waste your life. Your ambitions. Like I did mine. Do not be like me.
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Honestly, I found that there is no exact guidance to life because everything is changing very fast every day. The things that work well in the past doesn't mean it will work well today. In fact, the "noise" is so loud in the society as no one really notice or want to know how are you doing recently. At last, I hope I can overcome my inner fighting between devil and angel as I wish I can somehow create value for others people.
Feel free to have a look the
Singapore Job post and have a read on my
"Did I Make A Wrong Decision For Not Going To Singapore To Work As A Malaysian?" when you're free.
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