Part of me wasn’t surprised. I mean,
I already expected that I might not be the one they’d choose since I’m not an
engineer. But when Gladys asked me if Mr. Sameer was an engineer and I said no,
I had to laugh like, so why is it such a big deal when it comes to me, right?
It made me feel a little weird. I can’t lie, the moment she said it, something
inside me sank a bit.
But then there’s the other side of
me the tired, realistic, older version of myself that was actually
relieved. I’m in that phase in life where extra work doesn’t excite me anymore.
Sometimes it even irritates me, and I hate that it does, but it’s just where I
am right now. So the idea of not having to take on one more training,
one more responsibility… honestly that part of me felt okay. Like, “Good. Less
stress. Keep my salary, keep my peace.”
Still… I can’t pretend there isn’t a part of me dreaming a little. Because who wouldn’t want to go to Switzerland or Denmark, right? Those are places I don’t think I’d ever get to visit easily on my own. Opportunities like this don’t come often, and a small part of me was hoping maybe this time it would be me. Not even for the training but just the experience, the feeling of going somewhere new, somewhere I never imagined I’d step foot in.
And that’s where the conflict is.
I’m okay with not being chosen, but I’m also sad about it in a way I didn’t
expect. It’s like feeling two emotions at the same time calm and
disappointed. Mature and insecure. Content but also questioning my worth. I
guess that’s normal, right? Or maybe I’m just overthinking again, as usual.
I keep asking myself if feeling invalidated
is reasonable or if I’m just being dramatic. But maybe both can be true. Maybe
it’s valid to feel this way and still know that life goes on.

GILBERT S.P
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