The last month and a half should have been one of the greatest periods of my life... instead it has been just life.
I feel that in this period all I’ve achieved are some great stories to tell people I haven’t seen in a while.
So, let’s start from the beginning: why do I say that the last 45 days should have been great;
- Two days after I started the job I wrote about previously... I quit and accepted the one that can send me to Angola.
- I bought a car;
- I moved to a new (better) house;
- In this new job I found a great team;
But all of this just lets me incredibly depressed... If by achieving all of these things I can’t feel happy and fulfilled, then my hopes of being truly happy get extremely diminished.
The biggest problem is that I know what’s missing... it’s too obvious not to notice... but I have no clue how to “address” that issue...
