Giant cartoon asses & existential dilemmas

[trinityofone]

I just received a press release for a show about a giant cartoon ass that fights crime. A GIANT CARTOON ASS THAT FIGHTS CRIME. *cries*

This...may be only tangentially related to giant cartoon asses, but god, I want to change what I'm doing, change my life so badly. This feels like such a dead end and it's so depressing. I start thinking crazy thoughts like, "I could join the army!" "I could become a cop!" "I could become a stewardess flight attendant!" Because that at least would be different. But I'd probably be miserable doing those things, too.

I feel like I need to do something bold, take some sort of leap of faith, but not only am I a coward, I don't even know what kind of leap to take. What the hell should I do with myself? How come I don't even really know what I want anymore?

I was at a party the other night and one of my parents' friends, who's an entertainment journalist and who I worked as a PA for one summer during college, was there. It was the first time I'd seen her since I graduated. She said, "So, you're working at an entertainment magazine now? You went to Berkeley for that?" She was "kidding," but...Jesus Christ, why am I doing this? What the hell am I doing with my life?

How do I change?

Comments

[chele74.livejournal.com]

As a starting point, you need to think about why you don't like your job. Not that you aren't probably dwelling on this right now, but try thinking it in more positive terms: What would a better job look like? Would it occupy less of your time? Would you be doing different tasks? Would the people be better?

You need to pinpoint what's making you so miserable, and if anything, figure out what's behind the impetus to do something bold. What do you hope to get out of bold?

You might also want to do this with a drink in hand and friends nearby. Talking is good. I'm actually in the middle of overhauling the way I deal with shit at work (a long story), so I'm in a very pro-change mood.