It has been less than a week since I have received the rejected email from the company and I do not think there is any water left in my body considering the amount of tears I cried.
I wish I was an ocean. I don't want all those emotions in myself. I want to crash in waves destroying everything in the way, including these feelings. Including myself.
But I am human and all I can do is to endure.
I don't know how many meltdowns I have had lately.
I was so stupid. Do I have such a high ego that I thought they would choose me?
I really did my best and it was not enough. I am not enough. Maybe I am a failure. There is no maybe. I am a failure. What hurts the most is that I always thought I would have a normal life. A job I like, a good payroll and a decent apartment.
I drag myself out of bed to prepare to go outside.
I feel like I am going to die if I stay one more day crying out of anxiety. Especially in this tiny apartment where I feel like I can not breathe.
The fresh air wakes me up a little.
Samuel and Matthew called and texted me but I did not answer. I was too sad to do it. And also, a little bit embarrassed.
They secured a job when they were doing their internships. They did not have to spend months looking for one.
I will break the news later today even though they probably realized why I did not reply.
I am so scared that life is going to stay like this forever. I am scared that one day I won't have any money left to pay my rent and would have to become homeless or worse. I feel pathetic and weak and stupid and any other negative adjective my mind can think of.
I thought a walk would do me good but I still feel this huge ball of stress in my stomach.
I decide to seek the comfort of books and go to the bookshop.
I set a new rule. No more buying books until I have a job. Books can become expensive when you read a lot and I can't put that much money into buying books without having a salary.
I thought that the most stressful thing I would have to do in my life was to ace my exams. I did not realize that life after university is worse than being a student. I wonder if I would have done something different if I knew how my life would unfold. Every action has consequences.
I found a small book with a pretty cover and scoff while reading the title.
'Ikigai: The Japanese secret to a long and happy life."
I do not think I deserve a happy ending. Life made it clear that for now the only thing I can receive is suffering.
I put back the book I have chosen and look for something else.
I know I should have picked a small book but I fear all fantasy books are quite long. And if they are not, I worry I won't like it. When I appreciate something, I want to remain in it for as long as possible.
I won't buy it though. I will read it here even if I have to come every single day during a week to finish it.
I sit at one of the tables and start reading the book I have picked. I do not know for how long I read but the sounds start to fade away.
This place is not bright and reading tires me. I yawn and stop midway when I notice the man sitting in the seat in front of me.
I did not realize someone sat near me. I have not realized he did.
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Burn the light
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