Destined Teachers

I have always been a firm believer of destiny. I believe that everything happens for a reason.

Things that happened to me during the past couple of months were no accident. They were bound to happen. From playing Ragnarok to being transferred to head office. I was destined to meet those two difficult people who played the major role in making my life miserable. They resemble the evil part of me.

My former boss was very much like me in terms of micro-managing her subordinates and over delegating tasks. She was very disorganize and doesn’t know how to manage people well. I learned that subordinates do not like a boss who doesn’t know what she is doing. My former boss was very dependent to us. She delegated all her tasks to us and breathed down our necks. The same thing I was doing when I was supervising the store. I was checking up on my subordinates from time to time. I tend to delegate most of the tasks before because  the tasks were very strenuous. Still, same shit.

My ex-bf was very much like the former me. I used to play with peoples’ feelings especially when they are very nice to me. I tend to abuse them. I don’t care about their feelings. I only care about myself. I was a cheater. I really was a heartless bitch.

Those two dominated my life for almost a year. It was like facing all my demons at the same time. I learned everything the hard way.

God knows that I am very stubborn. I don’t listen to other people easily.  As for me, to see/experience firsthand is to believe.

Very much like my childhood experience. As a child, I really like to run and run and run and play with the other kids outdoors. My parents could not stop me from running because I was really opinionated and stubborn. I did not listen to them. I won’t listen. So what they did was to let me run. I was a little wimpy back then so I pretty much incurred a lot of knee wounds. That’s the only time I stopped.

That’s me. I won’t stop until something almost kills me.

But I’m glad it’s all over. My God, do I learn.

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