ext_254047 ([identity profile] attackdbyleaves.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] behindthec 2009-04-13 05:16 am (UTC)

I don't know how much any of this is worth because I can't even figure myself out, much less offer decent advice to other people, but here goes my two cents. Also, I'm not a creeper, I promise. We've talked a whole one time, I think, so that's totally sufficient for journal commenting.

The whole wanting more out of life thing, I've been stressing myself out over that every day for the past few months. I don't know what I do with my life anymore, and it scares me because I'm that annoying, obsessive person who needs to know where they're going to feel like life is worth something. I need goals, and it's like I woke up one morning and it dawned on me that being a veterinarian requires a shit ton of school and a lot of math and I would hate it, doing what it takes. Being a writer would be cool, but I haven't finished anything in like, two years, and it was a script; I've never finished a novel, ever. I don't know if I have the dedication to crank out stuff all the time.

As for friends, I think there are maybe three people in my life I talk to on a regular basis about things of real importance, so. I'm not convinced any of them understand all of it, but they listen so I talk. Because of that, being involved in my school's GSA has helped me a lot. Just being able to rant every couple weeks about life shit to people who have been there, it helps. I think you should try a group out and see how it goes.

I also get a certain other thing my girlfriend would hit me for mentioning. :P

I hope life stops being mean to you soon. I think stressing about it makes it harder to figure out, which is something I need to work on, but.

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