Yeah, dilemma.

Seneca

Life is full of choices. Not every decision leads to “yes”, sometimes it’s “maybe,” sometimes it’s “no.” But rejection is not the end; it is simply a doorway to other possibilities, reminding me there are countless paths still open.

People come and go, each carrying their own struggles. Sometimes I’ll need help and find none. Sometimes I’ll offer help that others cannot accept.

I won’t always get what I want. There will be seasons of struggle, moments when luck turns against me. Not everyone will like me, and the world will not bend to my desires. My feelings may not matter to others, and apologies may not heal every wound. Misunderstandings will happen.

And it's ok. Because at the end of the day, I know myself best. I am the one who truly sees me. I am the one who can choose myself without guilt or hesitation.

I've always believed this job wasn’t for me. This chapter of my life tested my patience, motivation, and commitment, making me question whether some things are even worth pursuing. Countless times, I imagined walking away, convinced that quitting was the right choice.

And now that I’ve finally decided to leave, doubt still lingers.

Last week, I felt a sense of fulfillment. For a brief moment, I was part of something significant. I yearn for that feeling again, and deep down, a small voice tells me I can do it again.

A part of me feels there’s something unfinished—something I was meant to accomplish. In that uncertainty, I found a reason to stay.

I want to do it again.

When you pray for a good job, God does not give you a good job but the opportunity to have a good job.

When you pray for good health, God does not give you a good health but the opportunity to take care of your health.

When you pray for a good partner, God does not give you a good partner but the opportunity to meet a good partner.