Although I agreed to the contract and was willing to do the job, I didn't particularly appreciate how I became.
It wasn't their fault; I was misguided like everyone else. I have been trying to understand how I should act and implement things, even if it were plain and simple. I was told that my job was to get the training I needed so I could do the work--that was expected--to the best of my abilities. The cause of annoyance was that the training(s) were lacking and expectations weren't clearly set. I just had to do it!
There have been a lot of hows, whys, what ifs, and thoughts coming out from my mind and heart, but I was unable to disclose everything due to lack of opportunities--or so I thought--but there were a lot of opportunities. I was just afraid of trouble!
Lately, I have learned that I can do anything without losing my identity, character, or values; I need to let them be known to the world. I tried to be honest with myself, but it turned out that I had become good at lying--about my emotions. I looked at myself, and the mirror exploded. I tried to pick up the shattered pieces, which were too sharp. I couldn't fix it.
I look around. There, I saw the people who cared and asked, "How can I fix this?" Some said, "It's impossible; just throw it away and get a new one." Others said, "Just replace the mirror." "Do you have a vacuum?" And so on… They all have the same message, but I did not get why I had to replace my mirror or how I would be able to get the exact mirror.
I went ahead to clean the storm I had made (the explosion). I checked out my budget and was worried if it was enough for me to get the mirror. I contacted the people I love and told them my story. Before I could even ask my question for the guidance I wanted, I was told they could not lend me any money because they were also out of budget for getting their mirror. So, I left without asking.
Sighing, I told myself! "Tsh, they think I need their money?! I am an adult who has a salary and savings! What I need help with is knowing where to get a cheap mirror that will perfectly fit my bathroom, hopefully the same as the old one! Arrgghh!" I cried because I did not know who to ask and what store to go to…
One day, I found a coach, and he's terrific and charming. I got a contract with him to teach me how to defend and protect myself. After I got tired of being taught, I did not renew my contract. But he still reached out and offered friendship. He sees me as I am, so I got comfortable hanging out with him, and then later on, we dated. He became my favorite person, the love of my life!
This person loved me and noticed that I was very upset about something. Because I was too upset, I was having a mental block. And I was unable to express what had happened. I felt so dumb and useless, but I still received help as usual because someone cares. He was willing to listen, lend a shoulder, and advise me as necessary. He figured out what had happened before —without me telling him exactly. Since I have not yet replaced the mirror and have expressed several times how I missed it and want it back, he tried to help me as best as he could to find one.
Finally, he said, "Lady BEAR, there's a Craigslist, Offer up, Google Alibaba, Garage sales, and so on. I can help you find your perfect mirror... but you need to tell me these details: length, height, width, design, and style. If you have a picture as well, that would also help me. So, please stop crying because it's been a while now. This issue was before me, and until now, you're still stuck; you're crying will not give you the mirror back! I know you're already financially stable, but I need to coach somebody else to make a living so I can be financially stable, too! Sooo pleasssseeeee, if you don't need my help, please let me know so I can stop worrying about your issues, and you can ask someone else to help you! Please know that I love you, but I must go and teach class now. I do this for a living. Talk to you later?"
THE END.
P.S. The details about the mirror are metaphors.
