The Only Thing You Can Do
I am so filled with sympathy for those J1s going up to be J2s officially tomorrow.
I mean, I have been through all those pains of studying, and failing, and expecting, and disappointing – it’s all in a day’s work. But the aches of a day’s work never stays for just that day. A shoulder ache doesn’t go off just when your load has been taken off. It takes a long period of time to recuperate, to nurse, and to prevent another heavy load on it, before the ache goes away.
And definitely, the horror of those tough periods still sticks around, and never fails to haunt me and scare me whenever I think of it.
I deeply fear my JC education, but yet it has become a part of me. I have no idea how to express this complicated state of mind that I do not try to evade and remove that fear and instead live in it, but I guess there is too much at stake to forget.
My heart goes out to all those who are starting their second year tomorrow – especially to my juniors, and you have my best wishes.
You are stuck for another year, so your job is not to get rid of it, but to find a way to make it your best shot ever.
