Life happened again, and I'm slightly sabotaging it myself as well.
A very cool opportunity came by, but I was rejected (or at least not a good fit yet) on the deadline itself which meant that it was too late for the gig itself.
I could've called the person in question earlier today and also continue the rest of the things I wanted to do today, but instead of I just spent the entire day walking around thinking about it feeling slightly anxious while dealing with self-destructive thoughts as well. I don't know if this is what "dissociation" feels like, but it's definitely something that happens to me a lot which caused me to be late in classes back in the day and I could never explain this feeling to anyone which only scared others away as it made trusting me very difficult.
The whole thing with the gig is that it's was not necessarily something I was passionate about, but the timing and place would be perfect. The person in question still would like to work with me, but it's a work field I don't want to be in anymore. I appreciate the offer, though.
I don't know what I want to do with my life anymore, this whole pandemic has turned me into some sort of hermit I was trying to prevent from becoming. I'm trying so hard to escape my comfort zone to the extremes, but whatever force or spiritual nonsense I don't believe in keeps just holding me back in this comfort zone prison I don't want to be in anymore.
It's driving me crazy.