Working = no freedom.
" Noo! Working is like gaining total freedom! You earn your own money, you spend on anything you want, total control."
Working = partial freedom.
" I don't even know where i spent all my money. One day you see the figure, another day 'poof' gone. Cry me a fucking river, bitch!"
Working = freedom.
" Ideas. Timeline. Progress. Mocks. Client's satisfaction. Opinions. Milestone. Deadline. Repeat after me: Great freedom come with great responsibility... said pikachu"
One month i've been working in the company, barely survived. Dear brain, please catch up is not about you anymore. Sum of my feelings from one month of working: Anticipating, eager, insecure, sad, under expectation, disappointment, learning, meltdown, stress, lucky, struggle.
Are those what you suppose to feel on your first month/day/week on your first real job?
Yet, i enjoying it. I guess. I want to show what i capable of. I hope i can & will.
Being an adult is not easy.
Being an adult and stay true to yourself is even harder.
Wait a minute, am i an adult now? Bazinga!