Still Blessed

Everyday I complain about how exhausting it is to work in my current job. Everyday I drag myself to work because even if I loathe it, I was not born to skip obligations. This has been going on for months now and it's kind of funny that I'm still surviving.

Yes, I am tired. I hate what I do and I am so demotivated. Yet, I thank God for even though I am undergoing such tumultuous condition, I still survive the everyday pressure, I receive payment every 15th day of the month for what I do and I am not the only one who's having a hard time coping with the present situation.

After all, I'm still blessed.

I might be going through this whole shit mess right now but I know that the Big Man up there has big plans for me. In fact, He has already cooked one.

I love you Lord. I hate my job.