I don't know where to start, it has to be very hard for me, the only thing I knew was it is going to get worse before it gets better.
No matter how much I've been through, I am getting clean.
Just has to wait till the day comes, and be well equiped.
In these few years, I loved you. Though I am not perfect in this relationship, but I have tried my best, you have to believe me.
I don't know why, maybe I didn't make up my mind very clearly, maybe the family burden was too hard for me...There are a lot of maybe...
No matter how many excuses I found, the most important one should be I am used to be a failure...
I failed every time when I am facing troubles, I don't have faith.
I have to admit that, if I cannot get throught this, that would be an end of my life.
No more dreams, no future, all I can do is to accept my tragedy caused by me.
And I am not letting that happen to me, not again...
As a result, I have to leave you.
In these years, I have been keeping being late, failing you, and jealous of the other girls who did better than me, and I didn't do anything impressive...
I used to think that I could fix myself by staying here with you, fight together for the bad economy, help you out reaching the targets and get what I wanted.
But the final results were disappointing...
So, I am leaving, it is one of the hardest decisions in my life, I hope I will be stronger in future.
Remember the day our lives came accross and we are in love, I am so happy, I used to get the track records from other people, and I broke it myself.
I am not sorry because sorry does not help in any time.
I will get throught my own problem, hope your current plan that I screwed reached soon.
I got your concerns, I got your forgivenesses, I got your compliments, that's everything matters.
I worked with you for years, most of time I was confused, you have the resources, you can be with anyone you wished, why?
However, you are the one who success once, I am sure you had the solution to this mess.
Thank you, for turning me into a helpful person.
I don't know if the story of the Kung Fu Panda was true, an overweight panda could finally be a kung Fu master and be a hero after he was trained by the right person and met several good friends.
Let's see if I, the other panda, am capable of doing the same.
Goodbye, my job.
Best Wishes,
J. Tse
(A girl who fell in love with her previous job)
