Everything and everyone is breaking down! Firstly, my air-conditioning broke down, and I had to bear with all the hot air and stuffiness for a few days. Luckily the guy came and repaired my unit, but I got a fan for my room all the same.
Now, my mum's bathroom is out of function. Apparently her bathtub cracked, and now the dining room downstairs is leaking, which means we have to have our meals somewhere else temporarily.
I finally broke down last night while on my way to meet my aunts for dinner. My dear was accompanying me, when I suddenly cried in front of him (and in front of all the other passengers on the train). The stress and vexations of the last couple of weeks finally got to me.
Actually when my aunt wanted to meet me for dinner, I sensed it would be another grilling session. As if the grilling session by my cousin the previous day was not enough. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw not just one, but both my aunts at the meeting place.
I knew my mum sent them to find out what was happening. As usual, I did not tell them much except my work problems. So they drove me home and brought me in front of my mum and started the chatting.
Apparently, my mum broke down in front of them. She is a career woman, she is capable and powerful, and "merciless", yet she broke down in front of them, asking them to help her to help me.
My mum said she knows what is going on, because I am her child, so nothing I do or going through can escape her eyes. She says I should have gone to her immediately and she can help me solve my problem much earlier instead of dragging on.
Thus the Queen's orders. Stay home and recuperate. She will bring me to see a specialist, then I will go back to my company and resign, then take a month off and she will bring me on a holiday to take my mind off everything.
I was thinking it is a bit too drastic to resign, perhaps I can just take a month no-pay leave or something. But since my supervisor is so troublesome, she is not likely to grant me the leave, and I really need the break otherwise I may fall right into depression.
Perhaps it is all for the best. I am relieved that my mum did not lecture me or anything, and she is helping me to resolve the issue. But then, why am I feeling such intense misery when my problem is going to be resolved?
Now, my mum's bathroom is out of function. Apparently her bathtub cracked, and now the dining room downstairs is leaking, which means we have to have our meals somewhere else temporarily.
I finally broke down last night while on my way to meet my aunts for dinner. My dear was accompanying me, when I suddenly cried in front of him (and in front of all the other passengers on the train). The stress and vexations of the last couple of weeks finally got to me.
Actually when my aunt wanted to meet me for dinner, I sensed it would be another grilling session. As if the grilling session by my cousin the previous day was not enough. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw not just one, but both my aunts at the meeting place.
I knew my mum sent them to find out what was happening. As usual, I did not tell them much except my work problems. So they drove me home and brought me in front of my mum and started the chatting.
Apparently, my mum broke down in front of them. She is a career woman, she is capable and powerful, and "merciless", yet she broke down in front of them, asking them to help her to help me.
My mum said she knows what is going on, because I am her child, so nothing I do or going through can escape her eyes. She says I should have gone to her immediately and she can help me solve my problem much earlier instead of dragging on.
Thus the Queen's orders. Stay home and recuperate. She will bring me to see a specialist, then I will go back to my company and resign, then take a month off and she will bring me on a holiday to take my mind off everything.
I was thinking it is a bit too drastic to resign, perhaps I can just take a month no-pay leave or something. But since my supervisor is so troublesome, she is not likely to grant me the leave, and I really need the break otherwise I may fall right into depression.
Perhaps it is all for the best. I am relieved that my mum did not lecture me or anything, and she is helping me to resolve the issue. But then, why am I feeling such intense misery when my problem is going to be resolved?
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