Unconsciously about to enter the 50 mark, the age has gone up, the heart is old, I feel that happiness is getting farther and farther away from me, even if I sit on the sofa and watch the entertainment programs in the TV series, but deep inside I am a desert...
I always thought that I was smart and capable, and I was also excellent, but the suppression in the past few years made me doubt myself more and more, who am I? Am I normal now? Am I alzheimer's?
Countless times in my heart, I told myself: Resign! Don't work yourself anymore, you can definitely find a job outside that makes you happy. But after coming out of contact with different industries, I found that I was a small white, there was no competitive advantage at all, and the disadvantage of age made myself useless.
What do I do next? Swallow your breath or say baybay after winning the year-end award?
The more people live, the harder it gets...