In general, I am a well protected and lucky person & I feel very fortunate as compared to some of my peers. But…
Well,
I came to Singapore at age 2 and educated here up to my highest level possible.
At my age, I have experienced most of the luxuries in life (cars, bungalows, etc) even though my immediate family is just average. You may wonder why? Well.. It’s probably coz my relatives doted on me.
Maybe they find me cute as a kid, or maybe they find me special coz I always topped the class. Or they were just very kind people who wanted to spread happiness & make kids like me happy.
So yep, I grew up in that kind of environment. Very supportive, very friendly environment overall.
Nevertheless, it is always not in my priority to lead an extravagant lifestyle.
I prefer to keep myself grounded and it is rather obvious in the choice of my lifestyles as most friends & family members commented.
As a result, now I face rather enormous pressure from my extended families because they feel that I am different drom them. Since young, I have been asked to pursue the luxuries in life (or example, get a Merc, BMW at least if I were to buy a car, or to own a bungalow at least).
As I grew up, such pressure made me resent wealth to some extent. How I wish my family could place less emphasis on wealth & start contemplating on the essence of life and what is it that really makes me look forward to waking up everyday with a sense of purpose?
Of course, during the process of resisting the overwhelming pressure, I rejoiced in finding my true passions and building it up so I could lead a life which is emotionally fulfilling. I used to hastily get into a job (for some funny reasons) which didn’t bring me happiness.
There were two main reasons why I joined the company: 1) to finance my brother’s education & 2) my crush was there!
So when my crush left the company, I found it hard to focus on my work, let alone the motivation to continue to excel. Sometimes I cried (I was a crybaby all along so nothing surprising). Most of all, I felt disengaged, disinterested and totally pissed by all other colleagues. To me, he was everything. Yes, everything. As in emotionally, he was my inspiration!
So I decided to quit my job. I proudly told everyone about my intention to resign. I even contemplated joining the SPF to become a policewoman.
Have I ever regretted quiting my first job?
No, not at all.
In fact, up till this very moment, I still feel very happy about it.
And thank God, I reunited with my love. I dote on him every chance I have now.
To sum up, I just want to say that
I live for LOVE & Happiness.
Wealth can come second, or third.
It doesn’t matter to me.