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It's kind of fucked up, but I'll always admit it. I always use the misfortune of others in order to be grateful for my own life.

Sometime in the summer of 2008 in Japan, I had been roped into helping this new coworker get their visa documents in order, which meant taking a trip to a (somewhat) nearby city. I didn't sleep the night before and unfortunately I forgot some kind of document (which ended up not being needed). I was screamed at and berated by this coworker, which ended up with me running away and leaving him there in the immigration office to deal with it. I cried most of the way home, which was embarrassing, but on the last train back to my town, I saw a family having a difficult time with dealing with a mentally handicapped person who was having a ball of a time on the train. That scene snapped me back into reality and made me at least put aside my stupid drama and put life into perspective. This family had to deal with their very mentally handicapped son for the rest of his life. They must have had a lot of misfortunes and difficulties ever since he was born (he must have been at least in his 20s). I was crying because some douchebag yelled at me.

Recently, I got rejected from my dream job after getting far into the interview process. This is actually the biggest disappointment of my life. I've done a lot of crying and feeling sorry for myself because come April (when my current project finishes), I will be stuck unemployed again and it's very difficult to find entry-level jobs in my field. I'll be in limbo yet again and my biggest fears are getting stuck in another job that I could have easily done straight out of high school.

I have a multitude of things to be grateful about, but with the way my selfish (and likely asshole ableist) mind works is that I'm most grateful for not having to suffer through problems that others have. The number one thing I am most grateful for is that I don't have a chronic pain condition. I've had friends suffer through those, and I can't imagine doing so myself. I'm grateful that my mental conditions lead me to live a (mostly) normal life. And I'm grateful that I have never had to resort to taking medication to help my symptoms.

I think that privately, everyone must do it sometimes. Sometimes we see homeless people and think "I'm glad that's not me, I'm lucky I have a roof over my head" until many peoples' next thought will be "I wonder how they did that to themselves?" Maybe the only difference is that I'm stupid enough to actually write an entry about it and post it to a writing competition?

Date: 2015-12-01 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] majesticzaichik.livejournal.com
He didn't really work out. I think either he was asked to leave early, or he was not allowed to stay longer. I wasn't the only one he exploded at... some people have more explosive personalities than others I guess... I never forgave him for that incident and did my best to ignore him the rest of the time I was in Japan.

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