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Firefly
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I'm stuck in a horrible job with no advancement oppurtunities, and I'm stuck wondering what all of this is for. It feels like one big rat race, and I want to break away from it. I'm some drone in this huge scheme. But I'm only ever going to be a drone. I don't want to look back in 30 years and feel depressed because I never done anything with my life. I've dreamed about traveling and getting out for as long as I can remember. Numerous times I've made my mind up to just say fuck it and leave. I'll get to the door with my shit packed and can never put that foot out and take the first step. In my mind I second guess myself, and always find a reason to stay.
How did you let go that first time?
How did you let go that first time?