Ramblings
The Choice that Sounds like a Threat
Nonsense rambling. Allow me. “Why have we imprisoned ourselves like this? It’s outrageously horrible!”
Work is a choice. A choice that we’re too naive to understand. A choice that sounds like a threat. A choice that stands alongside fear. We must work to survive. It makes us discover our strengths and weaknesses. We work to live and die. We work with one goal, and one major goal only. We work to fight ‘against’ our dignity and moral principles. It’s how we were programmed. Either it holds us back or moves us forward, depending on its nature. Is it really something that we love to do? Is it our dream job? Is it rewarding and fulfilling?
But what if you are left with no choice, then you end up working at a fast food place, a retail store, or in the hospitality industry? Or any customer service job that ‘requires’ you to forget your professional aspirations and even your educational background. In most cases, it may also drive you to dim your ‘joyful light’ due to the existing toxicity that is often not addressed. Would you still be able to recognize yourself after you got fired, handed in your resignation, or simply stomped out of there without looking back?
I bet not. You are never the same person anymore. Pieces of you have checked out on their own. While there are some new ones swirling around that you must welcome in now. Either positive or negative, it matters a great deal. Why? Because it will carry you along for the rest of your life. It will change you. It will test your character. It will test your faith in yourself. Then you get to ask yourself a pivotal question, “How much trust do I still have left in me?” Or, “How much do I trust myself now?” Would you still thrive? Would you still try again? Would you fight? My truth? Yes, I still thrived. Yes I still tried again. But no, I was always afraid to fight… back!
It’s all a game. A ‘how can I make it through this day’ game. A new set of challenges is thrown in your face each time. You better get your strengths ready. Know your cards. Know your allies and enemies. Know your bosses. They will tell you who they are in the first three days alone. You can see glimpses of truths in their eyes, actions and words. Pay attention. Not one soul in that small circle is genuine. I don’t want to sound bitter, judgmental and pessimistic. However, you must accept the harsh reality of it all. That it’s all just a game, and nothing else but.
A game.
Too abrupt, but… does it make sense, though?