Lately, being unemployed has reinforced something to me... I feel less of a man w/o a steady source of income. It makes me feel... helpless. A man doesn't like feeling helpless. More than feeling helpless, not knowing what to do with my life... It's just too much. I want to ensure my child (or children if you count the future) is covered for his (or their) college education. I want to settle down with my fiancée and buy our own house, start a life together. I want to have enough money to get life insurance, travel the world, enjoy the finer things life has to offer. But with the way I'm going right now, I'm afraid (literally) that I wouldn't have enough time to make these things happen. Before I know it, it's game over...
Am I alone though? Search Google, type "I don't know what I'm doing with my life" and you'd be surprised how many websites come up, how many articles are written by people who either want to genuinely help, or make money out of you, or both. The sad thing is, knowing I'm not alone in this mind-numbing maze, doesn't make me feel any better. I don't care if other people are as lost, less lost, or more lost than I am, all I care for is finding my own way. And I need to find it, pronto! Like, I needed it yesterday!
I'm just sounding off you understand. Despite the overwhelming negativity of my sentiments, I still believe that things have a way of happening, for better or for worse, even if you just sit around at home, staring at the ceiling. Let's see which way it goes for me and my so-called life.
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