DoniiMann wrote:
You sound young. The only advice I can give is this:
You've got decades ahead of you. You can either drift, in which case it will often be hell (as I did, and it was for me); or you can take charge. Plan a path.
Be life's b!tch, or be it's master. Failure to plan, is a plan.
Failure to plan is planning to fail. But yeah, what DoniiMann said.
I'm soon to be 33 and can think of one year out of those where I felt that confidence and happiness were within reach then I totally blew it again, but
"If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, And treat those two impostors just the same" then you can throw yourself into the next idea without worrying too much about it and life passes much more quickly and happily that way.
Another quote just in case you don't follow the link and read the poem.
"If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!"
B.