Sick shit

I'm at a conference in singapore. Very tiring, practically running
from one session to another. Last nite was hell. Received 'the call'
from hell too. It's been several years that i've put up with this
scenario. I held back the urge to move on out of gratitude towards the
good things that i've received from that end. So i thought i should
compromise and not act on impulse or go on emotional strike. But now
i'm numb. Maybe i can do something else less attractive
compensation-wise. I dont care much anymore. So long as i'm happy, at
peace. It wont be a rebellious decision anymore. I'm tired. And i hate
myself when i dont perform well. I currently extremely underperform.

AdiEPott on gmail mobile, in a boring session, nothing that she
doesn't already know.