Coping With a Sucker-Punched Dream

It has always been said that change is the only thing constant in this world. I beg to differ.

Today, I received some news that broke my heart more than I thought it would, and you know what I learned? Disappointment is constant, along with death and change.

Before I send out the wrong message, let me clarify - I don't mean to sound morbid, nobody died, and nothing physically tragic happened.

The only thing tragic about today is that my dream has been sucker-punched out of my reach when it was so close, and there's nothing I could do about it. Right now, it hurts like hell.

To be honest, I'm trying not to cry, hence I'm here typing away on my keyboard, trying to make sense out of the situation, trying to put my thoughts down as fast as my words would let me, and trying not to get too upset about it.

It's the middle of the day, for fucks's sake, and I've got deadlines to meet and work to do. Compose yourself, Bing.

I've mentioned before that I'm a firm believer that things happen for a reason. I still am, no doubt about that, but there are just times when it's so fucking hard to make sense of things and find a reason to justify why they happen.

This is one of those instances, and probably one of the most bitter pills I have to swallow, that would take a while to get over. *Sigh* So much for my birthday month. 😔💔

On the bright side, I love my current job because it allows me to focus on writing about cryptocurrencies, I'm thankful for my freelance because it keeps me busy and provides me with the opportunity to learn more about things I had no idea before (hello fundamental analysis, trading psychology, averaging down, etc.!), and I finally got vaccinated with my first dose (I had Astra Zeneca).

Overall, things are okay, I'll be fine, and I'm always grateful for everything. I guess there are just days when shitty things happen, and this is one of those.

Someday, I'll get there. I will.