Sometimes I don’t know if I’m depressed or okay with the fact that I still have no idea what I want to do with my life, aside from make myself and those around me happy and have them feel loved/taken care of.
I just spent a while browsing job descriptions on O*NET and it all kind of blurred after a while. I had to resist the urge to scroll down to the bottom of each one and just see how money people typically make in a year in that occupation. I don’t need a lot of money. It shouldn’t be the main reason I pursue a particular career. Do some older people regret taking jobs just to pay the bills and try to do whatever they want outside of work? Is it because we spend so much time at our jobs that if we are unhappy/unfulfilled there, it seeps into the rest of our lives? The perfect job is always described as doing what you love and getting paid to do it. Do people pay their spouses or parents of their children for doing what they do? Is that a trophy wife/husband/mother/father? I kind of just want to spend my whole life making it interesting. What job is that? I’m just going to have to try and get my own reality show, I guess. The standards for celebrity are getting lower and lower.
SO MANY QUESTIONS.
