For two years I’ve seen my friends move on with their life’s successfully .Collage and travel, relationships. I’ve seen mine stuck in the same place with noting to show for it but a failed course that I didn’t even finish and a two day part time job. But I’ve found it. What I want to do in life and I must not listen to the naysayers.
I’m only twenty but my life seems to be going nowhere. I’ve been playing it safe, afraid to take the next step. I’ve watch my friends move on with their life’s and enjoy it but I just can’t. I never knew what I wanted from life or at least I never admitted to myself what it is until now.
I want to write.
They say that as a child your imagination runs wild and as you grow older it gradually disappears, mine didn’t. As I have grown older my imagination only seemed to have matured. As a child I was always told that I’m creative. A small stint in 5th and 6th year art has only thought me one thing. I can’t draw. However expressing myself in writing seems to be ‘it’. I must build on this and take control.
I can’t keep doing what I’m doing now. I will get nowhere and be still living at home listing to my mother complain about me not doing anything with my life for eternity. I can’t bring myself to just get a full time job and do a night-time management course. This baffles people. What I can’t bring myself to say is that I want an education and not a regular 9 to 5 job. I want more, I crave it!
My mother wants to get me a FAS course and I will become an electrician or a plummer and be able to stand on my own two feet. That’s all she wants, like a mother bird pushing her baby out of the nest in hopes it will spread its wings and fly and avoid certain doom. That is all fine and dandy. I will become an electrician or a plummer and be fine with what I have got until a man will come alone and offer me 800 euro to masturbate in front of a camera. He will promise that it will be a once off and I will agree. Later he will call me and say the viewers want to see more and offer me more money, only this time I will have to do a bit extra. To this I will agree. Before I know it I will be rimming a guys asshole or be taken from behind by a big Eastern European dude who fell into the same trappings as I did trying to support his wife and kids. I will tell people that I ‘enjoy performing in front of the camera’ and that will be it. It will provide only a small bit of excitement that I once longed for as a young man.
I must block out everyone else opinions on my life and where it should go, they do not have to live it, and ignore the fear of taken a leap of faith and failing. I must take that big step into that unknown abyss called life. If I don’t I will realise an even bigger fear of not moving on in life and being ‘stuck’.
This is a declaration to myself!

