I received some really wonderful news today. I have worked on something for about a month now— persistently, every night— and it finally paid off. I got it. I got what I wanted. I got what I worked so hard for.
I couldn’t express my joy or my true happiness when I found out. I was at work when I found out. A tiny squeal of delight escaped my lips, and three office chairs swiveled towards me.
What happened? Oh my god. What?! What! Tell us!”
So I told my co-worker and my two bosses. And then they got up and squealed with delight. And we jumped and danced around the room together. These women, who I’ve known for about a month were thrilled for me.
I called my parents. And they couldn’t hide the pride in their voices. They knew how hard I had worked and how desperately I wanted this.
And then I told my roommates. These are two girls that used to be my best friends. They were people I couldn’t imagine living without. One didn’t respond. The other said, “I’m not going to lie. I’m low-key upset.”
My bubble popped. The filmy, technicolour remains fell around me. My roommates are upset. They are upset that I have a wonderful opportunity that is abroad. They are upset that I will no longer be living with them.
For the first time in my life, I consciously realised that it was due time that I put myself ahead of others. It’s my turn to be selfish. So I will enjoy this. And I will not look back at those that felt the need to bring me down or even try to raise me up.