Freshersgo is a free job portal to find IT, BPO, Software, Technical,
A Platform To Showcase And Sell Your Crafts & Clothing.
Fueling entrepreneurship, Accelerating innovation.
I stand in the bus stop waiting for my bus. The incessant buzz
in the crowded place is already making me anxious. I can feel my
heart beating rapidly and my fingers quivering slightly when my bus
I stand in the bus stop waiting for my bus. The incessant buzz in the crowded place is already making me anxious. I can feel my heart beating rapidly and my fingers quivering slightly when my bus arrives. As usual the bus is crowded. I get a place to stand near the middle door. The bus pushes through the city's traffic. I am sandwiched between a group of people. The bag of the fellow passenger keeps striking me due to the constant movement. It is pushing me on edge. I cannot think straight. I tap my fingers on the pole I am holding onto. It doesn't help. I close my eyes and fist my palms. I try controlling the intense rage boiling within me. I am constantly reminding myself it's all in my head. It takes everything I have in me to not break down. I breathe deeply but the tightness in my chest doesn't seem to subside. After a harrowing one hour journey I pull myself together to get down at my stop. I take deep breaths and struggle to calm my racing heart and mind as I make my way home. My legs are trembling and I feel weak like I am about to faint. I take a few deep breaths and feel strong enough to walk home. I reach home and my mind is blank. It will take me awhile to get back to normal. I know that the feeling of impending doom the frightening loneliness the tightness in my chest the pounding in my head will be back.
But I know that I am getting stronger each day. I can feel it though each day feels like a struggle. I don't feel like I belong anywhere. I feel lonely all the time. But I feel a strange confidence. No task at office or home feels difficult in front of this numbness within me. Does that mean its a good thing?