I excelled academically in high school, believing that my future would be smooth sailing. How mistaken I was! After graduation, I embarked on a job search but struggled to find my ideal position. Eventually, I accepted a role that appeared promising on paper, yet the reality was a nightmare.
From day one, I became a frequent target for harassment. My financial difficulties made me vulnerable, and I faced daily bullying from nearly everyone in the office, which eventually escalated to severe mistreatment.
Each day brought an overwhelming number of tasks with little compensation, and my contributions went unrecognized. Despite these challenges, I reassured myself that I would eventually leave this toxic environment.
However, life proved to be more complicated than I anticipated. One day, a colleague named Kim Harein wrongfully accused me of stealing a valuable company asset. Despite my vehement denials, I was assaulted and handed over to law enforcement. I spent around four to five years in prison, using that time to focus on my mental and physical well-being.
Regardless of the circumstances, I felt as though my life was irreparably damaged. With a criminal record, finding new employment became nearly impossible. Overwhelmed by despair, I ascended to the rooftop of my apartment building and made a fateful decision that seemed to end my life.
Or did it?