The whole "meant to be" argument
Every time something went bad in my life, I got told by everyone around me "it wasn't meant to be. God has a plan and you have to trust in that." It eventually evolved into "it wasn't meant to be" but has stayed to this day. It eventually became my positive method to get over failure and move forward. I'd analyze the situation, learn what not to do, and do better next time.
Yet, I question this strongly. I mean, I've seen others around me succeed and it's not necessarily because they had faith. They worked for it. I mean, that's not to say I haven't worked for what I do have or tried to better myself and relied on this saying solely.
I want to work for oil and gas and I've tried everything to get into it, a better job and ended up flat, relying on survival jobs. I wouldn't mind my current job as a supplemental income but fighting against 50 other people to get a 4 hour shift so I can pay my rent is ridiculous. Yet, I stick around because the flexible schedule. You wouldn't believe the health issues my family has had this last half year and there's more coming. I'm the healthy, reliable member who goes out of her way to be there no matter what.
So I postponed my job search. My friends even backed me up on this by saying maybe this is where I need to be right now. Reinforcing the whole "meant to be" argument. I want to have hope that this won't be my future but sitting here and waiting for it isn't much of an option either. Yet, I look back and see that's how my life has transitioned. Something came out of something unexpected. And I'm all back to faith. And there's no one to tell me it's all going to be okay. Just criticizing me and everything I do. And I can't make myself believe it.
Yet, I question this strongly. I mean, I've seen others around me succeed and it's not necessarily because they had faith. They worked for it. I mean, that's not to say I haven't worked for what I do have or tried to better myself and relied on this saying solely.
I want to work for oil and gas and I've tried everything to get into it, a better job and ended up flat, relying on survival jobs. I wouldn't mind my current job as a supplemental income but fighting against 50 other people to get a 4 hour shift so I can pay my rent is ridiculous. Yet, I stick around because the flexible schedule. You wouldn't believe the health issues my family has had this last half year and there's more coming. I'm the healthy, reliable member who goes out of her way to be there no matter what.
So I postponed my job search. My friends even backed me up on this by saying maybe this is where I need to be right now. Reinforcing the whole "meant to be" argument. I want to have hope that this won't be my future but sitting here and waiting for it isn't much of an option either. Yet, I look back and see that's how my life has transitioned. Something came out of something unexpected. And I'm all back to faith. And there's no one to tell me it's all going to be okay. Just criticizing me and everything I do. And I can't make myself believe it.