Which Way Do You Want to Go?

Yes, which way?

Truth is, I’ve got no idea. I find it unfair that at 23, I should know what I want to do for the rest of my life. If I’m honest, I don’t fit into the cubicle scene. Office work is boring. I don’t think I’d survive in an admin position, being someone’s desk bitch and typing up their notes or filing their paperwork.

If there’s one tried-and-true rule about accepting the fact that you’re an artist, it’s this:
Never expect your family to be supportive.

It sounds harsh, but for people with technical positions–my mother is a pharmacy tech and my dad a mechanic–pursuing anything that doesn’t result in a 40-hour-a-week, full-time salary with benefits is a waste of time. It hurts, it’s unfair, but they’re not wrong. Being an artist makes everything so much harder. No health plan, no steady paycheck, a series of odd-jobs…

The real test is knowing that, and STILL wanting it.

I may not have a career that my parents will be proud of, but one day I’ll have one that I enjoy. Right now, I’m ok. I want to get out of the cashiering world, but at the moment, I want to dance, spin fire, and enjoy being young. There’s plenty of time for serious work, and let’s face it: chances are, any work I end up with will be anything BUT serious.

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