'Oooh if you do what you love you'll never work a day in your life' false. I'm a glassblower. I love glass more than (almost) anything else. And I have worked. Every day. For the past four weeks. And I am just as burnt out and depressed and miserable as when I was killing myself working at the Home Depot. All of that labor is tainted with the knowledge that if I hadn't done it I wouldn't have been able to eat. Or live indoors. Or support my partner. Capitalism is hell, dont let anyone fucking lie to you and imply that if youre fucked up about it you're just doing it wrong.



















