what to do
.Become and EMT .Become a chiropractor .Become a physical therapist .Become a personal trainer and study exercise science .Continue graphic design and take classes to improve and learn the web .Continue audio engineering and hope that blossoms
My ambition is lacking to say the least
My ambition is at an all time low
I lack ambition
My ambition needs a jump start
The ambition I enjoyed in my youth has fizzled in these years of struggle
I feel so much tension. I can control it in small bursts and when I'm cognizant of it. It manifests itself as a clinched jaw, lifted shoulders and a rounded spine. The more tension I'm carrying the worse my posture is. This has a disastrous effect on my neck rehabilitation. This inhibits my creativity and slows my cognition. Philosophically, the pain I experience as a result of my tension takes me out of my body and forces me in to my mind where my guilt and worry send me in to a downward spiral.
My only hope is to put my career on hold and focus all of my energy on my mental and physical well being. I can already feel by body rejecting this idea. As though the idea of putting anything ahead of my career is in appropriate. I can hear my father now: "well, I'm here to tell ya, yknow, if you're out of the industry long enough you're gonna have a hard time getting back in". My father has a knack for talking my sister and I out of our dreams. Erin and I will likely spend the rest of our lives struggling to release ourselves from the clutches of his mental conditioning. This is true of my mother as well, but the gift she bestowed on us was an unshakable fear of life. There is no posed scenario which my mother can fail at by utilizing her subtle yet crippling fear.
As a byproduct, Jeff and Anita Peters produced a loving young man afraid of everything and that thinks he knows everything. He has a sense of entitlement and an ego defend it. His entitlement comes in very handy while he avoids risk, convinced that he deserves every reward that he's still yet to receive.
I thought my bachelors degree from college made me someone valuable and worthy of appreciation. I did such little work in college, however, that the degree I received isn't worth much without the ambition to back it up. I went to college for the degree. I didn't go for the knowledge. I wanted to go for the knowledge, but my field of study was largely based on what I thought my father would approve of - what I thought others would approve of - and what I thought I could do to make money without being bored. Perhaps my therapy will flush out some of these feelings and what their root causes are. The longer I look inside, the more confident I am that my passions don't lie in graphic design and to continue down that road would be foolish.
My ambition is lacking to say the least
My ambition is at an all time low
I lack ambition
My ambition needs a jump start
The ambition I enjoyed in my youth has fizzled in these years of struggle
I feel so much tension. I can control it in small bursts and when I'm cognizant of it. It manifests itself as a clinched jaw, lifted shoulders and a rounded spine. The more tension I'm carrying the worse my posture is. This has a disastrous effect on my neck rehabilitation. This inhibits my creativity and slows my cognition. Philosophically, the pain I experience as a result of my tension takes me out of my body and forces me in to my mind where my guilt and worry send me in to a downward spiral.
My only hope is to put my career on hold and focus all of my energy on my mental and physical well being. I can already feel by body rejecting this idea. As though the idea of putting anything ahead of my career is in appropriate. I can hear my father now: "well, I'm here to tell ya, yknow, if you're out of the industry long enough you're gonna have a hard time getting back in". My father has a knack for talking my sister and I out of our dreams. Erin and I will likely spend the rest of our lives struggling to release ourselves from the clutches of his mental conditioning. This is true of my mother as well, but the gift she bestowed on us was an unshakable fear of life. There is no posed scenario which my mother can fail at by utilizing her subtle yet crippling fear.
As a byproduct, Jeff and Anita Peters produced a loving young man afraid of everything and that thinks he knows everything. He has a sense of entitlement and an ego defend it. His entitlement comes in very handy while he avoids risk, convinced that he deserves every reward that he's still yet to receive.
I thought my bachelors degree from college made me someone valuable and worthy of appreciation. I did such little work in college, however, that the degree I received isn't worth much without the ambition to back it up. I went to college for the degree. I didn't go for the knowledge. I wanted to go for the knowledge, but my field of study was largely based on what I thought my father would approve of - what I thought others would approve of - and what I thought I could do to make money without being bored. Perhaps my therapy will flush out some of these feelings and what their root causes are. The longer I look inside, the more confident I am that my passions don't lie in graphic design and to continue down that road would be foolish.