I know that this may sound quite spoiled but sometimes, I’m getting mad and frustrated thinking that I have to work because of my parents.
I know that I’m blaming them for my emotional life but I really think that it isn’t nice that they brought me to the world and now, I have to work.
I know that it’s a way to look at things (and probably not the only one!) but I really think that they had the caprice of bringing me to the world and as grateful as I am of course, but because of what they did, I now need to work.
Any help to manage my mind better will be very appreciated! 🙂