Lousy.

The fatigue has set in already. Barely past my halfway mark and I am ready to call it quits. I hate being screamed at by traders. I hate having to deal with unruly clients. I hate being treated like the lowest life form on earth. I hate having to work London hours. I hate having to work 12 hours a day. And worse of all, I hate myself for feeling depressed once again.

So out of the blue that I start to feel this way again. For a moment, I thought the time has come when I see more rainbows than thunderclouds these days. Now it is back to those days again.

I am so overworked and tired. I wanna stop crying myself to sleep about everything and anything in my life right now.