I'm freaking out.

I'm freaking out because I can't trust myself to be gainfully employed in a mundane 9am - 5pm desk job.

I'm stressing out because this work as a Financial Planner is giving me a lot of pressure. And I'm giving myself more stress than I can handle.

I'm freaking out because my health is crumbling under pressure and the money I earn has been used up for my medical bills.

I'm freaking out because at this rate, I won't be able to save enough for marriage or housing.

I'm freaking out because Singapore is becoming more unlivable by the day.

A pigeon hole for a million dollars is just ridiculous.

I'm better off single at this rate.

To just patiently wait till the age of 35 before I buy my own house.

No care, no worries.