Alright, this is going to be a post of me complaining, so please bear with me while I have my go at this.

Since I’ve been at home, the loss of ambition has been plaguing me on the daily. Before I graduated, I had all these dreams that I wanted to achieve. What happened to all that? Here I was saying that I wanted to go to the Peace Corps, change the world, win a Nobel Peace Prize, become a boss, but instead, look at me now. I sit at home everyday under the restrictions of my parents, broke as shit, and jobless. I went from having infinite dreams to just wanting to get a job and getting the hell out of my house. Yet, everyday I try to fight that urge of just settling for a minuscule job and continue grinding for that dream. But to face reality, where do I even start? How am I going to make this dream come true? If I only had an idea, I would persevere it to no end… but here I am still as oblivious to achieving that dream as I was before – maybe even more at a loss now. Because before, I hadn’t even faced failure yet… not that I have ever really experienced any catastrophic failure, but ultimately, I think it’s the fear of failure itself that really haunts me. Whatever, just got to keep my head up and keep grinding, keep striving to always become better