Where the hell am I?
Today morning was dedicated to try and decide on - what I really want to do in my life. Not that I haven’t had this conversation with self before. Just that today it seemed imperative. I had to do or die. Desperately I scribbled, googled, doodled and finished 2 pots of Darjeeling. I know being desperate takes you no where. But I wasn’t going to again write to unknown consultants begging them to please gimme 10 minutes of their day so I could prove to them what a kickass marketer I can be to their clients. I wasn’t going to waste my week thinking about that book that I can still write (which obviously I am not, because I simply can’t) or that passion I can still pursue. I just wanted to make a decision and do whatever the hell it takes to do it. And guess what? I still haven’t figured. I’ve been vacillating between a million things and I’m left with basically nothing.
Oh God, please.
This is not me.
Edited to add: AND THEN I READ THIS-
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Wishing you all of that and more.
I can truly feel your frustration and sincerely hope that you are able to write a post very soon saying "I know what I want and I have found a way to get it".
All the very best, dear.
So... just go ahead and write that book..
Start on the book..think about what you want to write.I will buy it :)
Apart from that cannot be of much help..I am going through the same thing. Is this the " quarter/mid life crisis'? I don't know..but hope you find the answer.