My life's in what I feel is a tailspin now because of my relationship with work. So far, I've never worked a job I liked. Doesn't help that I dropped out of college and never learned a skill, so I'm stuck, as far as I can see, scraping the bottom-of-the-barrel, unskilled work. I don't necessarily think I'm incapable of working, but I don't think I can really do a "job". If I'm not invested in what I'm doing, I can't stand it, and I'm not big on working for other people. Could never really get motivated by a dream that isn't my own, or by financial reward.

I've always wanted to do creative work, but I haven't had the time to work towards that. I started recently because I landed contractor work with very lax supervision and time requirements, but I've just wound up not working much at all, and now I'm so far behind on my bills and my roommates can't float me for much longer (not that making them pick up my financial slack makes me feel any better about the whole thing). I can definitely feel the pain here.