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It has only lately occurred to me how tough these times are. In these two weeks, I've had ups and down the likes of which I never thought I'd experience. I was jobless, in training, and felt exploited again by a boss over the course of 10 days; it was truly surreal. After 2 and a half years of working a 50 hour Call Center job though... I keep wondering if that is it. If that's as high as I'll go. I hate that thought. I put my heart into my writing and my cooking, yet neither have the ability to sustain me. Living off of either of them seems like a far out dream that I can't reach. Existing knowing your dreams only get further away is painful.
I can feel my mind getting sicker every day. I can feel depression and bad thoughts clouding my judgement, but I can only swallow all of that and keep working for the bills to be paid and for there to be food in the pantry. My only real sustenance is the hope that one day my art will make it. I have so many stories I want to tell, and lately so little faith in ever being able to tell them.
I've heard from many that I should stop writing altogether and focus on my career path. And I've tried, believe me! But I can't, because I know the day I give up on this dream will be the day I metaphorically die, and literally start looking for ways for it to happen.
I need to hold on to my dreams, because I'm dead if I let go. Has anyone else ever experienced this? I know this is practically a ghost platform right now, but if anyone comes across this post, would you care sharing how you deal with this feeling, or something similar?
I can feel my mind getting sicker every day. I can feel depression and bad thoughts clouding my judgement, but I can only swallow all of that and keep working for the bills to be paid and for there to be food in the pantry. My only real sustenance is the hope that one day my art will make it. I have so many stories I want to tell, and lately so little faith in ever being able to tell them.
I've heard from many that I should stop writing altogether and focus on my career path. And I've tried, believe me! But I can't, because I know the day I give up on this dream will be the day I metaphorically die, and literally start looking for ways for it to happen.
I need to hold on to my dreams, because I'm dead if I let go. Has anyone else ever experienced this? I know this is practically a ghost platform right now, but if anyone comes across this post, would you care sharing how you deal with this feeling, or something similar?
I almost forgot to upload a chapter today D: Horrible start to this; but I promise to never forget to upload! :D
Edit: Note to self. Sorry.
Edit: Note to self. Sorry.
Hey everyone!
So since Tapas has a 15,000 character limit, chapters will always be split in 2 (sometimes 3!) parts. Fret not! That just means you will be getting two episodes to read every Friday! For now, the Prologue and the First Chapter are live and ready for your enjoyment! Be sure to share your thoughts if you've something to say!
In the meantime, here's a drawing (made by Saido&Rinn) of the two main characters for the Traveler, Aduna and Ivy!
So since Tapas has a 15,000 character limit, chapters will always be split in 2 (sometimes 3!) parts. Fret not! That just means you will be getting two episodes to read every Friday! For now, the Prologue and the First Chapter are live and ready for your enjoyment! Be sure to share your thoughts if you've something to say!
In the meantime, here's a drawing (made by Saido&Rinn) of the two main characters for the Traveler, Aduna and Ivy!
