i don't understand why i got uneasy. they are my friends. i should be comfortable telling them anything. And then i realized, i was talking to people who have kick-ass designations, who earn mega bucks and who know exactly what they really really love in life.
I got uneasy... then bitter... then felt like crying... but of course i didn't look like it.
the next day, i was still thinking of what had happened... i felt bad that i have mentioned ****'s name, comparing her to me... i felt bad that i was not able to explain myself clearly.
it was nice talking to ert a bit about it online. at least i was able to share my feelings now. it was a breather. it's not that i composed some answer to defend myself... i just realized that the reason why i don't see myself as a nurse is because, stupid as it may sound, i still associate 'nurse' as a katulong lang of the doctors (which is super wrong talaga). And to speak the truth, i really can't still see what i'll be in the future... i'm still wishing/ hoping that this is my calling. i do love the medical field now. I'm not like yi who sees herself 20 years from now. Not like ert who (wanted to be and) is now a teacher. not like mygz who likes computers ever since she was born and who has a beautiful son and a husband. I'm just me... and 'me', for sure, will have a mark in this world someday.
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