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

[livrelibre.livejournal.com]

This is the beginning--realizing what you *don't* want to do. Though it'a painful, believe me when I say that it's one of the more valuable lessons you'll have. It pushes you to think about what you really want and in small steps and ways, you'll get there. Everyone else has already given good advice about the small steps and looking out for opportunities to do something even a tinier bit closer to what you want and reading Barbara Sher and all. You don't have to do anything radical or all at once but just keep listening to that voice inside you. This moment of unhappiness is not all there is. /unsolicited advice