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Even resilience will not carry me this far.

Perhaps I am going only where God can take me.

I am really tempted to whinge so that I have an excuse not to go there. I really don't want to walk into where I am walking into right now.

Work is misery.

I never used to separate "work" from "real life". Now I do. I think that having "real life" in a whole package is much healthier for my body. But the money from work is nice. Maybe I should live with more frugality and give up on the career thing.