Choices
Choose:
a) Continue "working" for my mother, be subjected to her emotional inconsistencies 24/7, be stuck in Divisoria for the rest of my life (and all the stupidity that entails it), watch as my peers get better careers and salaries that I can only dream of. This is why the Sy's and Gokongwei's of the world make their kids work for other relatives instead of thsemlves. This is also why the word "smother" is mostly made up of the word "mother".
b) Go back to corporate life aka cubicle jail under flourescent lights. Unless, I finally get lucky with a good company and a good boss. And only if I would be lucky enough to be hired too, seeing as how being a chimay for the last 5 years doesn't exactly develop any specific skill sets.
c) Start own business, be poorer than ever than ever before and also be subjected to increasingly corrupt government taxes. I'm looking at you, BIR. Fuck you.
Or, as I would prefer, marry a foreigner and leave this damn country for good.
MBA or any post-grad degree is out of the picture (for now). I don't have the money, and anyway, I would end up with the same 3 choices afterwards.
I want to fix my circumstances. I really do. But when I see the options before me, I just want to curl up and cry. Please Lord, I am asking for a sign. I haven't asked for signs in a very very long time. All I know is I can't continue not owning my own life.
a) Continue "working" for my mother, be subjected to her emotional inconsistencies 24/7, be stuck in Divisoria for the rest of my life (and all the stupidity that entails it), watch as my peers get better careers and salaries that I can only dream of. This is why the Sy's and Gokongwei's of the world make their kids work for other relatives instead of thsemlves. This is also why the word "smother" is mostly made up of the word "mother".
b) Go back to corporate life aka cubicle jail under flourescent lights. Unless, I finally get lucky with a good company and a good boss. And only if I would be lucky enough to be hired too, seeing as how being a chimay for the last 5 years doesn't exactly develop any specific skill sets.
c) Start own business, be poorer than ever than ever before and also be subjected to increasingly corrupt government taxes. I'm looking at you, BIR. Fuck you.
Or, as I would prefer, marry a foreigner and leave this damn country for good.
MBA or any post-grad degree is out of the picture (for now). I don't have the money, and anyway, I would end up with the same 3 choices afterwards.
I want to fix my circumstances. I really do. But when I see the options before me, I just want to curl up and cry. Please Lord, I am asking for a sign. I haven't asked for signs in a very very long time. All I know is I can't continue not owning my own life.