"Do you think you will ever get a job?"
And such a question I was asked on my first day off (motivation: care!?????)
Even worse: Feelings of anger/aggression arose in me. I couldn't let go.
I have no time for such nonsense. I cannot influence others, but please myself.
Nothing learned so far.
I'm so disappointed that I gave others so much influence on myself. Why not surrender this energy? I know I can do it. But not always, seems so.
Generosity has many faces. It can mean to give money to someone needy. It can also mean to feel mercy with myself. OK mercy with myself. I mean I'm brought up as a Catholic. If I regret enough, sins will be forgiven.
Relaxed again. Oh, up and down, nothing stands still.
Ha, I have to hurry. B. is waiting for me.
(It's interesting how writing about events changes the same. Everything is again so ridiculous in the best sense. Above question became something to laugh about.)
I'm so relaxed, in such a good mood, the last thing that I need now is to become fearful.