bottled.
No matter how many years later, I would still say; it’s really that difficult to find a friend in this scary and two-faced industry.
And these “friends” that you thought you had, are bought over by a stick of cigarette or a few gossips sharing session. How many of them will actually help cover your ass when you are in need? How many of this people can you actually go for a simple dinner and talk about life, to help you feel better? Very few I would say.
I met people in this industry that I consider friends till I see their true colors, till I am of no use to them anymore. No one is indisposable. You go if you’re not happy because there’s a lot out there who wants this job more than you do. Sadly, that’s the truth.
I have been too trusting. Thinking that this person I see everyday, that I talked to about work, that I’ve shared my views and opinions is my friend. But hell no. They just want to dig that one piece of information from you so that they can buy someone else over with this particular piece of news.
Sometimes they say things to you and claim that “it’s for your own good”. Come on, like seriously, are you sure? Or is it for your own good?
Work is work, you should never bring your personal life into your workplace. So much so, it’s to protect yourself; to keep yourself sheltered from unnecessary troubles.
I really need to have nicer people in my life. and be nicer to people.
this is my way of releasing my bottled up stress and unhappiness and not hurting anyone or myself in return.
