A lot of us when growing up think by *insert mid/late 20s’ age* we’ll have our lives together. We’ll have a degree and/or masters, be married, homeowners with a great job and X amount of children. The dream is lavish. Ambitious. But sadly, rarely does it come true. For most of us, the early 20s are usually filled with education, mid 20s confusion and post-university struggle and late 20s newfound solidity and the beginnings of our purpose.
We live in a world where everyone wants your time, your energy, your attention. Frequent requests of ‘help me with this’, ‘I need to see you’ or ‘give me some advice’ often litter your phone or pierce your ears. Everyone wants a piece of you, and often, these people will go to great lengths to make you feel guilty when you don’t show up.
What makes it worse is if you’re a naturally supportive individual. No matter the signs, being burnt countless times or your deep reservations, your natural inclination will be to help people. Be there for them. Provide support and care even if they don’t deserve it. But what happens when their need for you disappears? What happens when they find a new person they need, that’s not you? When your supportive characteristic is used against you?
Writing is an oxymoron – a beautiful struggle. There are times where material flows from your mind onto the paper, tablet or laptop. Times where you can write for days on end. Times where you feel extremely satisfied as a writer. Those are the great days.
Then, unfortunately, there are times where writing is like going to war. An internal fight between wanting to write and being devoid of inspiration. The desire to write is there, however, for some reason, the inspiration just isn’t. Consequently, you trying to piece together a poem, a story, a song or essay becomes extremely difficult.
If you’re a creative individual, the decision to pursue your passion or get a stable job is a hard to choice to make. I say this because I’ve been there (and if I’m honest, I’m still facing that battle now).
On one side, you have this insatiable urge to follow your dreams and do what you love, while on the other, friends, family and even your inner self is telling you to get a job to pay the bills.
If you’re lucky enough, you won’t have to make a choice, as your passion will be good enough to make a living. However, for most creatives, your passion will be good, sometimes very good, but it won’t be quite developed enough to make enough money… Yet.