Life is perspective. Life management is getting so hard.
I got a new job possibly. I feel lucky because I'm making things happen, and I have a great person supporting all my efforts. School is stressful, what's new there.
It feels like with so much opportunity I should be exited, motivated and happy.
But the stress monster creeps up on me. I get overwhelmed and crumble under the pressure. There is pretty much only one person I can talk to in the real world. And though he is dear to my heart, I long for friends.
I thought my roomies where my friends, but they are becoming selfish and very negative towards me. I put forth effort to be a good house mate and friend, and still somehow they find a reason to not care. When will I finally make friends who fucking care about me! Am I one of the only caring people left? Its so frustrating.
Creativity actually hinders my ability to get by. Money is nothing to me. And love is everything, as I seriously lack family love and support.
I must dye my splendid cherry red hair to a natural red tone. I'm pissed but at least I got a fucking job now, seriously I hate how hard I'm going to end up working and how little I will get out of it. I need to spend this time painting and creating!
How the fuck to you make a living off of art? I feel useless without my art, I'd rather do art 24/7 than have a regular job just 3 days a week.
Well theres my rant. Life is going too fast and the enjoyment level is at a low.
I got a new job possibly. I feel lucky because I'm making things happen, and I have a great person supporting all my efforts. School is stressful, what's new there.
It feels like with so much opportunity I should be exited, motivated and happy.
But the stress monster creeps up on me. I get overwhelmed and crumble under the pressure. There is pretty much only one person I can talk to in the real world. And though he is dear to my heart, I long for friends.
I thought my roomies where my friends, but they are becoming selfish and very negative towards me. I put forth effort to be a good house mate and friend, and still somehow they find a reason to not care. When will I finally make friends who fucking care about me! Am I one of the only caring people left? Its so frustrating.
Creativity actually hinders my ability to get by. Money is nothing to me. And love is everything, as I seriously lack family love and support.
I must dye my splendid cherry red hair to a natural red tone. I'm pissed but at least I got a fucking job now, seriously I hate how hard I'm going to end up working and how little I will get out of it. I need to spend this time painting and creating!
How the fuck to you make a living off of art? I feel useless without my art, I'd rather do art 24/7 than have a regular job just 3 days a week.
Well theres my rant. Life is going too fast and the enjoyment level is at a low.
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Here's wishing you the very best of fortune with life, art AND career!
Your friend,
"Remo"
stress is pretty abundant recently. you find some personal time to zone out to a game or a movie, it can keep your head balanced.