Forget the mistakes , remember the lesson!

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I spent a good part of my life trying to learn how to be less sensitive. I'm not perfect, far from it, but I do tend to put others' well-being before mine. I realized that when you are very vulnerable and start to open up to someone, those people are misinterpreting that as a sign of weakness and they try to use you. And that's exactly why I ended things with Yoongi. I felt used.

Breaking up with Yoongi was hard. Harder than I expected but at least I could be at peace with myself that we had that last conversation. No more me desperately trying to fix our relationships and no more me trying to heal Yoongi's wounds in order for him to be able to love me or at least show some kind of emotion to me.

Even though at work I was surrounded by a lot of people and I was forcing myself to be social and outgoing, at home I was a wreck. I cried a lot in the first two weeks after my last conversation with Yoongi. I still love him, can't deny that, but it was time to make my self-care a priority.

What better way to cure a wounded heart than to bury yourself into work? I hate talking with my parents about the breakup,especially since they've never actually accepted my relationship with him due to his attitude and culture differences. The only one in whom I trust when it comes to my problems is Mina. But I refused to talk about it even with her. She doesn't have to worry about me.

The "black and white" party was the topic of every conversation in the high society of Seoul. Yum Kwan was indeed one of the healthiest people in the business community. He was one of the most hard to please customers that we ever had. He was worse than every pretentious woman we had the chance to meet. Not even brides were this pretentious about the decor or the food. He changed his mind every few hours and could hardly decide whether to have a white suit, black suit or listen to our suggestion to dress in a totally different color to stand out in the crowd.

My thoughts  were a mess and I was trying to make sense of the war that was going inside my mind. I was having a hard time working with this complicated businessman who was so damn bored and wanted to treat his boredom with a very expensive and extravagant party.

As an event manager it was my task to keep everything under control and it was a very difficult one especially when big events like this occur. I'm usually very well prepared and I have at least two risk plans prepared in case something goes wrong. When I was making sure that the chandeliers in the hotel reception were black and white, it struck me like thunder the realization that I made a huge mistake.  That was a banal and a beginner's mistake to make. I completely forgot to check the local area for other events. The hotel usually has a big hotel reception for parties that can be booked by guests. The big ballroom was divided in two and I prayed to God that the other part of the ballroom was empty so no other event could interfere with our party. As I made my way to check that, I suddenly heard loud music from the other side of the room:

"No way, no bloody way!" Perfect now it was clearly another event that was taking place in the other side of the hotel's ballroom.
In the corner of my eye,I saw an anxious Mina coming my way with a very angry and red faced Yum Kwan. Perfect! Just perfect!

"Tell me why the hell didn't you ,as the event manager , not check if there are any other events in the area. Some idiot who thinks it's famous is going to have a birthday party. And the music it's gonna be loud as hell. Hope you have a plan."

"We're going to fix this mister! We're very sorry, we put a lot of work into fixing this party and forgot to check for other events in the area. It is my fault but I promise I'm going to fix it! "

The businessman left very angry and I was left with a very disappointed Mina:

"I know you are not feeling well but this is a huge mistake. The company will be very disappointed and if this man it's not happy with the party, then we'll have to say bye bye to organizing big parties for the elite society in Seoul."

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