Did I make the right choice? I hope I did. It scares me, Lord. But I hope that You'll guide me through. I hope that I didn't made the x choice. It scares me more financially. Can I do it? I hope yes. It stresses me the most rn. And I hope, I pray, We will be able to surpass it
I found this beautiful scripture
โHe gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.โisia:40:29-31
I chose this course because I want to help people. I want to reach those at far. But Lord, these setbacks... Are they telling me to stop? Or are they telling me to push more. Either way, LET ME, LORD. LET ME FINISH THIS DEGREE. LET ME GET THAT LICENSE.. let me explore this career
Third year made me think of what I can be. It made me think and re-think too much on how I should be. And yes, up until now, I wasn't sure if this is the right career for me. But Lord, help me finish this one. Let me experience working more in this field. Help me. Let me. Please.
Lord, maringguranak atuy thesis min. Tarabayen nakami kanayon. Help us oh, Lord. Grant us Thy grace. Help us. It is only through You we will be able to pass this through. Help us. Guide us. Strengthen us. And keep our souls at peace through Thy grace and mercy. AMEN.
I hoped. Hoping ... This is just a phase. But nah, it seems permanent. Wala eh, olats pa rin pala. The only thing I could do right now is to accept it. Accept that things work that way for me. It ain't for me. Haysst.
Exhaustion, stress, and the loss of motivation to do more and achieve more has left my system. I no longer crave for high grades... Maybe I was, but I'm tired. No energy left. Only a drained yet surviving battery with little to no rest in mind and in body.
Hell Year it is. Third year life humbled me so much. Made me rethink my decisions every time. I crave for gold but setbacks made me think, "do I really need it? "Do I really want it?"
Or my cravings are the proof of how people pleaser I am. How I do not want to fail.
In the dark. In my existential crisis. I crave for more but I can't do more. Where would this path take me? Am I in the right track? Am I doing all these things right?
Questions always filled me. But one thing I love about it is my creativity shining in the midst of dark