First off, my lease ends in February. Will I stay or will I move back to my parents house? If I stay, I will have to work extra hard to make more money or get another job or something, which then means that I will basically have no social life. If I move back to my parents house, I will have to either quit my job or transfer again. If I quit my job, I will lose everything; money, insurance, etc. If I transfer then I will be stuck in the same goddamned routine that I've been doing for the past 6 years.
I love my family, but I don't want to move back at all. I've lived on my own long enough that going back would only make me feel like a failure. I love Chicago, but I don't want to stay here. I want to travel, but I have no money to travel.
I do not know if I will go back to school. If I do go back, where will I go? What will I study? I have no fucking clue. And all I feel like is a fucking worthless piece of crap. Bleh...
Kidding, but really, I certainly do have a lot to think about. This too shall pass, and all that jazz. For some reason, I woke up today really concerned about my life. John has been awesome with comforting me, but I still feel....stuck. I think I worry too much about what other people are doing and I don't give myself enough credit. It's a constant obstacle that I'm trying to overcome. I will get to where I want to be, but I have to be willing to take that risk, and that's what scares me the most.
I get that you are freaking, but instead of a second job, how about a better paying one? Put yourself out there, have faith in yourself and get paid what you are worth, rather than what someone else decides they want to pay you.
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First off, my lease ends in February. Will I stay or will I move back to my parents house? If I stay, I will have to work extra hard to make more money or get another job or something, which then means that I will basically have no social life. If I move back to my parents house, I will have to either quit my job or transfer again. If I quit my job, I will lose everything; money, insurance, etc. If I transfer then I will be stuck in the same goddamned routine that I've been doing for the past 6 years.
I love my family, but I don't want to move back at all. I've lived on my own long enough that going back would only make me feel like a failure. I love Chicago, but I don't want to stay here. I want to travel, but I have no money to travel.
I do not know if I will go back to school. If I do go back, where will I go? What will I study? I have no fucking clue. And all I feel like is a fucking worthless piece of crap. Bleh...
I'm 24 years old and I have no direction in life.
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Kidding, but really, I certainly do have a lot to think about. This too shall pass, and all that jazz. For some reason, I woke up today really concerned about my life. John has been awesome with comforting me, but I still feel....stuck. I think I worry too much about what other people are doing and I don't give myself enough credit. It's a constant obstacle that I'm trying to overcome. I will get to where I want to be, but I have to be willing to take that risk, and that's what scares me the most.
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