Catching Happiness Again

I am going through some sort of a "battle" right now. Its because I've chose to end up something, so I could get my self-esteem back. Its not as if I'm the worse person when it comes to "tolerance". In fact, I could wait for long hours without complaining, would run a mile without saying something "stupid" about the experience, or even do something that makes me sick without anyone getting a clue of my disgust. I don't complain, which could sometimes work for my disadvantage. 

So you see, I was doing something for almost 2 months. Things started fine only to realize that it would suddenly rob my self-esteem. Complains here and there, without a concrete basis of the claim. I don't want to go through the whole details because I refuse to let this experience affect me again. But in the end I realize that I could no longer stay because staying means feeling down all day, thinking what the heck happened to me, and hearing all sorts of disappointments. 

So I left. I left without thinking what will happen to me. I just blindly followed what my heart tells me (after years of refusing to follow my poor heart). Boy, my mind refused to give up so it suddenly start thinking of all sorts of ideas that honestly frighten me. But my heart, my heart is doing fine in telling me that I made the right choice. I am happier now, I guess. I am happier as I catch my self-esteem back, as I catch my happiness back. I will be fine, I promise. After all, I have a sturdy friend to lean on.