The ten years I have found

When I was in university, I couldn't imagine that I was living after I became 30 years old.
I was even giving up the life after the age 30.
I was obsessed with the thought that I would have to make major contribution before then.

Years after I graduated from university, without making much a contribution to my major.
Due to my communication problem, there was little hope to find any job in a short period.
At that time, I even had a difficulty to say my own name to my counselor.
There was little hope, but anyway I unexpectedly continued to live.

It's 10 years since then.
I haven't done much in these years, but finally at least I have a job, which I despaired of 10 years ago. I may not have as much to tell these days as years ago, when I had little hope to start my career in a year of two and I really wanted to tell that I was in distress, and needed help and understanding of my disability and ability. Now I may not make much of my ability at work, and I may not have contributed much to the community of my disability, but, little as it may be, I have a hope to make much of my ability. Perhaps this is 10 years that I have found instead of having lost.

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