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Despite not being a serious believer, I genuinely believe that it is our guilt that drags us down, not our sins. It would seem easy not to dwell on something and just let it go. But the hard part is that guilt is recognized by our subconscious mind, where our consciousness seldom notices its existence until we hit rock bottom in our darkest pits. "Ahh, I should have, I could have, I would have" kinds of thoughts will finally reveal themselves to give us a hot welcome in there. When I left my hometown five years ago, I told everyone, including myself, that I was chasing a dream I longed for - an advanced career leading to a stable life that could satisfy my family and my girlfriend. I believed that all my actions and choices were based on fulfilling my ambitions. Yet, I failed to realize that I was just a wanderer who was traipsing aimlessly in a lost land. I deluded myself with lame subterfuges like "I could become stable when I get there, when I get these degrees, when

No, I am not going to talk about the glass ceilings in our society. I acknowledge their existence, but today is about how I noticed the glass ceilings of my mind. We are familiar with motivational quotes like "the sky is the limit" and so on, right? Perhaps they are right, or perhaps not. But when it comes to our resistances, especially for patience, we sometimes assume ourselves as forbearing or easy-going until we bump into those "glass ceilings" of anger and frustration, hurting not just ourselves but our beloved ones as well. It all started with the changes in our office. As an organization depending on donated funds, it was bound to accommodate the staffing, structures, and operations with the fluctuating funds. Yes, the time has come to say goodbye to some privileges such as promotions and scholarships, yet worse, our friends and colleagues. I hoped for a chance for further study supported by my company, but it vanished into thin air after the severe budget cu