Me and my college friend met last October to catch up on what’s happening with our lives. I shared to her what really happened to me in the past months, which apparently was my darkest moment this year. I was surprised that she wasn’t so shocked like my other friends when i told her my story , maybe because were quite on the same page. Both our parents didn’t understood what we really wanted in life – to work in the field of art. The only difference we have is that she fought for her dream while I just accepted the fact that maybe, corporate life is really for me. But the most surprising thing of that day is when she told me that she and my other college classmate are jealous of me.
They thought that I was having the time of my life – working in a large company, earning money every month, etc. They thought that I enjoyed corporate life and made new friends. They thought that I was living my dream, which is in reality, was a nightmare. A living nightmare. I felt sad when she told me that she felt sorry for me, that she wasn’t there when i needed help. I assured her that none of it is her fault and the blame is all on me, because i never told anyone, not even my parents.
That’s when i realized that we can’t really judge someone based on what she have, and everyone is battling a fight everyday. I never thought that my friend is experiencing depression-anxiety, and we’ve been friends for almost 5 years. As i write this post, i hope that someday, me and my friend would finally live the dream we’ve been waiting for because i know that we deserve so much more.