The fear I have currently is the fear of going back to my father's house, like I have said before I have always wanted to stay outside my parents house due to some personal reasons that I have been working tooth and nail to make sure I accomplish it. And the first few times when I started working there were so many stress, emotions and obstacles so many reasons to give up, but I was like What? No you cannot give up right now because if you give up the only place you can go back to is the place where vowed never to go back to and that is your father's house.
It's not like there's anything or anybody chasing me but like I said I have my personal reasons which I do not want to share on hive. Recently I had an issue as well this time call me emotionally during like I was drained and I was scared at the same time in fact my mind was running wild. Lemme give you a little back story. So I my boss asks me to get contrast cleaners to clean somewhere I work since I have always been the one calling them. Ordinarily, I have not gotten to the stage of handling projects like that, but he said since the first one I did was a success he asked called them again. Which I did and that almost landed me in trouble they were meant to do a day's job that's continued into the next day and my boss was like fine if it's going into the next day they should just do it and it got to the next day after cleaning fir some time the cleaners said they want to come back the next day and they're being paid every day. When they came in the next day my boss was like he's not going to pay them at all, so I was in between the cleaners and my boss and my boss was saying some things that bosses normally say when they notice extortion which was never happening in the first place.
The whole issue was so hot that it was looking as though I was going to lose my job, my job was literally at stake, and all I kept sending my mind was "baby girl keep calm nothing is happenings, you're not going back to your father's house." The issue in this is that the cleaners, one of the cleaner or should I say the head cleaner is somebody I know like I know this person and I think that is what gave the person the leverage to do what the person did and this was so painful that because of that person my job was at stake. When I got home I cried I was like wow so this is the end but thank God I was just being positive and then I still have a job. Also, this is not me being proud but if peradventure anything happened, life will move on I was still not go back to my father's house. Thanks for stopping by my blog. See you soon.
