Sorry for my long absence, again.
I'm living and working over a month in England.
My days here are heavier and heavier.
The endless hours of work, alongside that fails to cure the infection in my mouth because my tooth, and physical exhaustion ... are failing me.
And it makes me angry, and I feel frustrated, bad, I feel that I failed ...
Around me, my colleagues and bosses always have a comforting word or a friendly handshake.
Thanks to a conversation with the chef, one of the most serious and strict worker given that I know, I am beginning to forgive myself.
To accept that my body has a limit (a smaller one which I like) and of which I'm not proud.
Victimization time apart... This is an experience.
Do you learn from it? Yes.
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