My Journey to
Redemption (Finding love in a world that deemed in impossible)
by Riaz Ismail
After
many breakups and countless hook-ups, I set sail on a journey to find myself,
to create meaning in my own life and feel like I have accomplished something
worthy. I recently arrived in Washington DC, just having cum laude my law
degree. I was beyond ecstatic.
It was
July 4th, a frigid overcast day when I walked into Allen O’ Brien,
the most successful law firm in DC. I felt proud, I was top of my class, had a
strong letter of recommendation and I wore my favourite double breasted navy
blue suit. I was practically unstoppable.
I walked
to the front desk, explained to them that I was here for the junior lawyer
position and was directed to the interview room. I sat outside and watched as
many prospects went in and out hoping that they had secured the vacancy. In my
mind, I laughed at their feeble attempt because let’s be honest the job was
practically mine already.
My
interview didn’t last very long, but I hadn’t given it much thought. I knew
that stressing over something that wasn’t in my control would be very futile. I
headed downtown and continued searching for an apartment. Many of the
apartments that I had gone to see in the week were great but the neighbourhood
was not a friendly one. I knew that I was being very picky and soon enough I would
have to settle with whatever came my way.
Alex, my
college buddy didn’t mind that I was staying with him but I needed to get my
own place. Alex was a great host, but he didn’t know the boundaries of personal
space. Even if I had found the right place, I would have to wait for a few days
since I couldn’t access my money in the trust fund. Matthew, who was our family
lawyer for as long as I could remember, promised that it would all be sorted
out by the end of the week. I kept my thumbs crossed.
The
relationship between my parents was not something that I could have been proud
of, so when people asked me how they were, or who they were I pretended like
they were dead. I knew that it would make me seem like a monster, but they really
didn’t have that maternal/ paternal gene that qualified them to be parents, I personally
think that they were bored and wanted to try something new.
I had a
sister; well a step sister but that really didn’t bother me. She is younger than
me, so I try to stay in contact with her as often as I can so that she has
someone to support her but life always gets in the way, well that’s the excuse I
tell everyone simply because I don’t think that I am capable of being a ‘family’
guy. I always prided myself on
being a strong person but I never imagined the extent to which my strength
would be tested. My name is Oliver James
Dean and this is my story. This is how I got to where I am today.
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