Where is the Way Out?
In life, we have chance or choice. What we decide to do is up to us. If we choose to be in a certain line of job, we jolly well endure it or just go. It’s up to ourselves to make us happy. No one can make us happy besides the sweet and thoughtful things that they choose to do. It’s their choice to make us happy. It’s also their choice to make us miserable.
I think I’ve chosen to be miserable for this moment. I wonder why on earth am I doing it to myself?! Choosing to stay and go was my decision. Now, I think I’m caught in a kind of limbo that I can’t extradicate myself from. Sometimes, it is really, really, really easier said than done.
Is there another way out?
