Bitterman1996
Student
- May 20, 2020
- 164
[just long vent because i'm having suicidal ideation]
Wanting to become professional visual artist is hell, there's thousands upon thousands of people more skilled or/AND talented than you. Browsing for inspiration online just made it worse because i feel insecure.. But i want to keep going, but it's painful. I don't see much progress on myself, but i know partially it's because i slacked off. I know people that are better works 100000x harder than me. I know.
But still hard to swallow. Especially with recent machine learning improvement it became more and more dystopic.
I find it hard to genuinely interact online as well.... I might have personality disorder/social anxiety issues that made it hard to interact with people. I feel like i shouldn't post often as a person and just post my drawings, but social media loves people who are engaging more. Maybe that's just the problem with social media and I'm too hang up upon it.
Aside from drawing idk what skill i have currently, having to learn completely new field in my mid 20s would be rough but i have to do it... Because i have fucked up before and have no degree. Even then it might not turned out well because ageism in workplace hiring system. I might just be too old then.
Trying all of this while in the back of my mind that it isn't worth it is hell. Why do I have to survive and gain financial independence, when i barely value myself. Maybe there's a smidge of self satisfaction, but it's fleeting. I don't enjoy mindless spending either, everytime i buy slightly nicer things, just ridden with guilt. Like everything in life. But if I don't became capable & somewhat functioning, it would make connecting with people harder... Being lonely led to further self isolation and eventual suicide, maybe i'm in denial because it's just the most sensible ending. Sometimes i feel like i'm the person who are used for example for kids by their parent, ample of past opportunities and resources wasted on a fool.
I had set my date to be this year on my birthday, i dont want to give up yet but it's hard to keep going. I shouldnt have been born, everything from my personality and existence just a curse for people i've met, just a nuisance and unable to assimilate. I want to die.
Wanting to become professional visual artist is hell, there's thousands upon thousands of people more skilled or/AND talented than you. Browsing for inspiration online just made it worse because i feel insecure.. But i want to keep going, but it's painful. I don't see much progress on myself, but i know partially it's because i slacked off. I know people that are better works 100000x harder than me. I know.
But still hard to swallow. Especially with recent machine learning improvement it became more and more dystopic.
I find it hard to genuinely interact online as well.... I might have personality disorder/social anxiety issues that made it hard to interact with people. I feel like i shouldn't post often as a person and just post my drawings, but social media loves people who are engaging more. Maybe that's just the problem with social media and I'm too hang up upon it.
Aside from drawing idk what skill i have currently, having to learn completely new field in my mid 20s would be rough but i have to do it... Because i have fucked up before and have no degree. Even then it might not turned out well because ageism in workplace hiring system. I might just be too old then.
Trying all of this while in the back of my mind that it isn't worth it is hell. Why do I have to survive and gain financial independence, when i barely value myself. Maybe there's a smidge of self satisfaction, but it's fleeting. I don't enjoy mindless spending either, everytime i buy slightly nicer things, just ridden with guilt. Like everything in life. But if I don't became capable & somewhat functioning, it would make connecting with people harder... Being lonely led to further self isolation and eventual suicide, maybe i'm in denial because it's just the most sensible ending. Sometimes i feel like i'm the person who are used for example for kids by their parent, ample of past opportunities and resources wasted on a fool.
I had set my date to be this year on my birthday, i dont want to give up yet but it's hard to keep going. I shouldnt have been born, everything from my personality and existence just a curse for people i've met, just a nuisance and unable to assimilate. I want to die.