The story of life.
Stepping out into the unknown can change you for good.
I remember when I started working. After being a stay-at-home mum for many years, leaving the house felt good, even if it was only for a couple of hours a day.
On my first day, however, I met a co-worker with her feet steady on the ground.
She looked at me and said:
Here, you will get a hard skin or not make it at all.
At the time, I didn’t understand what she meant by that.
But since then, I have gotten harder each day. Situations that once made me bleed are the same situations that I brush off today as if they never happened.
There are days when I’m thankful for my work, not for my salary, but for showing me the reality as it is without sugar-coating it.
This has made me harder on so many levels. Sometimes, I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what has happened to me.
Where did this soft and too-caring person go?
Well, deep down, I know what happened to her. She died and rose from the ashes. It’s not her first, nor her last time.
It has happened many times and will happen many more before her days are counted.
