Keywords: disaster , funemployed , stupid , twentysomething , unemployed , writing , zerotohero
The thing is that I no longer have anything to talk about. I am at the stage where I would happily dive into rejection email after rejection, bathe in bad interviews, drown in ‘will I won’t I’ moments for the next year or so. But unfortunately, there is nothing to Will I Won’t I about. At least not for now. I always thought that I would emerge in my early twenties with a blinding dream, and that I would follow that dream and take the failures and heartbreak that came with it. But coming from somebody who kinda likes to write, kinda likes to paint, kinda like to make people laugh, kinda likes to get her head down with a mundane activity that relies in no way on my personality or people skills whatsoever – I am here to say that it is officially not enough. Because nobody gets anywhere on Kinda. So my next question is – how the Fuck am I supposed to just Pick A Dream????????????????????????????????????
https://painfulperiod.wordpress.com/2021/06/23/unemployed-loser
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