I grew up in a broken family when my dad was murdered when I was young and my mum was not educated, she struggled to make ends meet to bring me up. I had a nice extended family who helped to bring me up, but things turned when my cousin became addicted with gambling and loansharks will turn up at our house every week. It was a traumatising period growing up. I hated the house and environment I lived in, I wanted escape but I could not as I was not yet working. I finally got married and thought it was my chance to escape the toxic family relationship and life is so brutal, my mum was struck with multiple diseases including kidney failure and my life crumbled because everything fell on my lap to take care of her. I did not want to, I hated that I was born into such an environment and never had the chance to experience growing up normally. I often questioned why am I born for. Am I here to pay for my sins? If life has to be this hard and cruel, then why I am here.
My mum had to be frequently admitted to the hospital, I was in my late 20s when I should be working on building my career but all my plans went down the drain. the efforts and time needed to care for her overwhelmed me and I fell into deep depression. I was immobile for a week, not able to care for myself and I wanted to die. I was too ashamed to return to work and had to quit because I was unable to focus on doing anything. I had a sole contributor role at work and I was unable to perform to my best anymore because of my depression. Every evil memory of how hard life was from young came flooding over me. My mum has since passed on, yet I felt tremendous guilt about not being a better daughter despite my hate and anger. I suppress every hurt inside me, I still donât know how to process my deeply buried emotions, my anger, my shame, how unjustified I feel at how cruel life had been towards me.
As I managed to recover from depression, I had the opportunity to start working at a social enterprise. I thought itâs finally a chance for me to work in a nice, supportive environment as I return to society but no, there were tons of bullying and politics happening at this place. I did my best but yet I was asked to leave because they were in financial troubles and the boss is really strange. I suspect heâs also a mental health sufferer but I cannot understand why he did what he did. My colleagues could not believe why he threw me out. This incident unfortunately threw me out of my depth and hurt me so much. Until today, I still could not recover from it. I questioned why did I have to be treated this way. I had the opportunity to join another SME, but the manager I worked with was a super micro manager who needed assurance on every piece of work and was constantly monitoring me. this was a job that compressed 2 persons work into one. I did my best to adapt and could catch up to her expectations but my body was unable to cope, I was under immense stress and had to rely on Panadol everyday to suppress my low grade fever and sore throat. Though I really wanted to hold on because I wanted to work but my body was giving out a sign that I needed to stop. These work incidents happened to me this year and I felt they pushed me back to depression again. Here I am, blaming myself, maybe I could have done better, done more and persevered. Now I question every decision I make. I am having a hard time, a really really hard time. Will I ever find supportive employers and bosses again? Will they accept me? Now with intense competition in the job market I am not confident I will be able to find a nice work environment. I am mentally drained because I keep thinking about these things and wonder if my life will ever get better.