All this time I didn’t say a word to my relatives… because I was ashamed.
They thought I was climbing the corporate ladder and doing well for myself when in fact it was totally the opposite.
Little did they know about my situation…
That bills were going unpaid and creditors were calling non-stop, looking for payments.
It made me sick to know that I would be completely mooching off relatives… showing up at their front door like beggars with nothing but two hungry mouths and whatever clothes would fit in the cab of my old car…
But it just didn’t seem like there was any other choice.
Anyway, we moved to their house and the situation seemed to be fine for a few weeks.
We got along all together and they didn’t mind our company.
The only problem was this…
I was under a lot of pressure, and had this feeling like me and my wife needed to move out as soon as possible.
That was it, until I told myself, enough is enough.
I realized that I was so deep in pain and mental stress that I was feeling more helpless against my problems day to day…
No longer could I see clearly beyond the confinement of my sense of entitlement…
And to be honest with you guys, this entitlement made me blind – thinking that I suck and the rest of the world was awesome.
So, all this time I thought I deserved some ‘special treatment’…
But that would NEVER be possible if I didn’t take action in the first place.
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