This year has been one of the wildest for me, having been a very depressed person in January at the beginning of the year. I have been working day and night for the last four years. This was especially difficult for me in winter because it was always dark and cold when I woke up in the morning. I desperately missed the sun and its warmth, but Covid has made everything harder. I went through a struggle like any other ordinary person.
Now Covid has hit, and we can't go anywhere outside the house and can't hang out with friends at midnight on my holidays, can't even go out for shopping. If I want to do some social work or have some social life, then I have to change my sleep schedule on even holidays, and I can't sleep most days. If I slept, it was for a short time.
I have no bad habits, but I have never care for myself. Why should I be healthy, fit, and happy? Someone must be with you/me for this. I was frustrated and desperately needed my change. Suddenly, in February, divine intervention came to me. I became ill, but my illness and the source of the disease were still unknown. At first, I thought Covid infected me, and I'm still not entirely sure because I didn't have any of those symptoms, even though my test was negative. Finally, I became so weak that I could hardly get off the sofa and move, and I could scarcely breathe.
There was nothing I could do but sit on the couch and count the days to recover. I was sick in my room and thought I would die in a week. I could not eat anything except water. Even after I started to feel better, I was kept in a separate room and forced to stay in the room. And naturally, my sleep schedule changed, and for the first time in many years, I slept for several days in a row. It was a great feeling to rest in peace. And when I was allowed to return to work a few weeks later, I was terrified.
My job was great, but I didn't want to go back to the morning when I had to fight the darkness and the cold, and I decided to make some changes in my appearance to take care of my health and be more financially prosperous. I will work hard, but I will stay away from the darkness and cold of the morning. I will leave my current job and look for another excellent job. Although my plan seemed impossible, and I never thought I would transform it into reality, I did hope.
And on the first day of April, I took a deep breath and sent my resignation letter to my office. I still had three months of income savings to go through it. I set myself up for success by ensuring that my savings were enough to keep me afloat when my financial situation began to sink. I also had a part-time job, so I didn't have too much trouble leaving the main job. I quit my main job and went down to follow the unknown in connection with peace of mind.
And after a long few months and struggling to sustain financial savings, I got a decent and self-employed job in December. This year has taught me that my time should never be sold unless I sell it to myself, and I always have a choice and control over my life.
