Мэдлэг Минут

Recently, I feel like I am stuck.  When I say recently, it means a few months.  When I was younger, I imagined myself having achieved a few things before I turned 30. I imagined that I would be married and have a couple of kids. Also, I thought I must have figured out what my career would be and have a successful one. Earning a good amount of money and having financial wiggle room were included in my made-up imagined world where I would have it all.  When did my stuckness begin?  I teach English in Japan to children, and sometimes adults, too. It has been a couple of years since I started my job as a full-timer. I accepted the offer because of the pandemic, companies stopped hiring and out of necessity, I accepted the offer after completing my MBA program.  Until the current academic year began, it was good. I was learning new teaching techniques and testing them out. I learned about different programs and introduced them. I suggested ideas and implemented some ...

   The simplest answer to "Do you ever find yourself?" is this, NOT REALLY, at least in my case. :)     There are different chapters in your life, like a messy but mesmerizing book. You got Chapter 1 for you being a cute infant who does only pee and poo to all the emotional rollercoaster with ache troubled teenager; Chapter 2: Trying to understand yourself as a person also trying to be an independent sorta teen to a very energetic young adult who is ready to take on the world; Chapter 3: realizing that most people don't care about you young adult to finding a meaningful relationship and starting family adulthood; Chapter 4: about all the dramas of being middle-ager who is responsible for little person you helped to create but yet miss being young and carefree; Chapter 5 being about transitioning into elderly and finding new meaning in life and the last chapter about taking care of your earthly possessions and responsibilities and writing your will.    ...

!!!! Reader's discretion: This post is about death and suicide. If you are going through negative feelings and thoughts, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE reach out to a friend, and professional help.    Exactly ten years ago, I went through a big hump in my life. After studying in America, I moved back to Mongolia because American government is not inviting to people who are educated in America and willing live, work and pay taxes.     Anyhow, I moved back. When I landed in Chinggis Khan International Airport (the name had been changed since then), the first thing that my father told me a thing which now I don't really remember. However I do remember how I felt. I felt like I made a horrible mistake, and it was a horrible mistake.    It felt like I have to put everything that I learned in American college and universities along with all my ambitions, all the desire to help my parents to ease their workloads in a box and put that box on a shelf that is out of my ...