Freelancing is HAAARD!!!!
Okay, now that I've got that off my chest, I love my jobs. Seriously, I do. I spend half the day writing and worldbuilding in my pajamas and the other half flexing my gameplay design muscles. Both of my projects are incredible, as are both of my teams. I love everything I do!
It's just... HAAARD. You know? Especially with ADHD.
I knew what I was getting myself into when I started doing all this – freelancing is no cakewalk, especially when you're just establishing yourself! It's taking time to adjust. But, having said all that, it's kind of ridiculously incredible that I've found a job (two jobs!) that I profusely love at the tender age of 20. Like, what?
In a pandemic? In late capitalist society? In a Trump presidency?
How does that HAPPEN????
The result is, of course, that I've finally accepted an immutable fact, which is one of the following:
- Either I am destined for greatness,
- or destiny does not exist, we shape our own fates, and I will shape my fate into the form of greatness.
Either way, I will proceed with life as if I was destined for greatness, and make choices to affirm this belief, and fight for it at all opportunities. It'll probably pan out well for me.