A teacher asked me if I would go back to work at that place. I said I wouldn't work there anymore, actually. she said it was good, because the last time she had seen me I looked really tired and sleepy. I didn't even open my eyes properly. She even thought that I might be going through depression or something like that. Indeed, when I was stressed and threatened last year, I met a musician who played piano for different churches who said that she would pray for me. I said maybe they just had sympathy for me, but really encouraged me and helped me survive in darkness. she said, no, not only they had sympathy for you, but God guided you into that situation. then she gave me the example of Balaam and His Donkey. then I realized losing that job was a blessing in disguise. 12 Years a Slave; enough was enough. working is good, but trying to do something that is too difficult or too much is not necessary.