I Don't Want To Lose My Mind

I have to find a job. For now, I have to stop pursuing the things that I want to do.
Unless I want to become a homeless.

Once again, I came to realize that I'm not useful for the things that I want to do. It's like the world has denied my existence. I wonder if it's worth it anymore. I probably would've been better off just to settle for a comfortable life and take what the world has given me.

Fuck that.

I'll just keep throwing back the crap they feed me. I'm happy that I've sacrificed some parts of my life to do what I wanted to do.