Should I feel guilty of myself? Are the problems that I'm having caused by me, or something that I cannot control? Am I depressed or have I just trained myself to be a self loathing pile of empty? Am I doomed to be this way? If I am, can I just embrace it and be known has the man who was hollow his whole life? What the fuck am I going to do with myself? I mean, what can I actually excel at in life? What skills do I have?
Sure, I have great introspective skills and I suppose I can turn that into interesting conversation and some okay writing but how can I turn it into a career? How can I profit from being gifted the way I am? I know that I have some skills, some I know about and some I don't, I just don't know how to weave the skills together to create a self-sustaining life.
That's the main goal that I have in life - be able to live completely independently and still be content, maybe even happy. I feel like I'm still a far way off, but hell, I'm 21, so fuck it, right? Sure, I should be doing something to further myself, but I don't have to expect to be there any time soon.
Okay. Goal setting time. When I'm 26, I will have a salary job that I am at the very least content with. It's happening.
Progress: Huh, set some goals on accident. Sweet. Thanks, weed.