I alway thought that God had a bigger plan for me. I m 37 going on 38. Nothing really happened. Cannot really blame God. Coz I have chosen to live my life for others.
When I was young, everything was easy. I got promoted right away in several jobs and was making good money. Now everything seems difficult to me. Am I not built for this job? Have become too Americanized?
Is everything just a trial? I named myself Psyche when I was 21 after reading Mythology. Psyche is Cupid s wife. She had 3 difficult tasks before finding her happiness. How many tasks I need to complete before finding my happiness?
Life is not a bed of roses. Life is a bed of cactuses.
Well, suck up.
I would like to make a life, not a living.
I would like to live my dream.
Women nowadays cannot rely on any guy to reach out his hand and say, " Fly with me. I will show you the magic world."
Believe! I m losing my footings. We all have to believe in something. It keeps us going on.