Hey guys!
I bet nobody on here knows me. There's a reason for that.
I love this site. I've been here for years, every day, for hours at a time. I've come to recognize the writing styles of certain people, and prefer some people's posts.
But...
I am 22 years old and I've never had a 'real' job. I've worked for my dad since middle school but it's all online work, web content, some blogs. I've dealt with customers maybe twice, to answer the phone and say "please hold."
I don't have coworkers, none that I know anyway.
The fact is, I've had several mental illnesses and disorders and whatnot since childhood and I am mentally incapable of any other work. The thought of an environment with hours, and a boss that isn't my father, and coworkers... it makes me panic. I almost applied to a few jobs. They were online writing work and went nowhere, and I was glad they were scams cos then I didn't have to work for someone.
I'm in art school. I'm hoping to sell comics and illustrations, writing and concept art, creativity and art to make a living. It won't be easy; my fiancee will be helping me when I graduate.
I found out about Plaidman tonight (rest in peace). And I read all of the comments. And I cried. And I realized that while I love this site, I don't have a place here. I am not close to anyone because I can't really relate to most things that people post about. (I do enjoy and can relate to the posts from people making and selling art and things; you know who you are.)
I'll still be a lurker. I was going to say I'd leave until I could get a job but I don't think I can.
But I promise that I will try.
Thanks for letting me be here all this time!
Pairou.
I bet nobody on here knows me. There's a reason for that.
I love this site. I've been here for years, every day, for hours at a time. I've come to recognize the writing styles of certain people, and prefer some people's posts.
But...
I am 22 years old and I've never had a 'real' job. I've worked for my dad since middle school but it's all online work, web content, some blogs. I've dealt with customers maybe twice, to answer the phone and say "please hold."
I don't have coworkers, none that I know anyway.
The fact is, I've had several mental illnesses and disorders and whatnot since childhood and I am mentally incapable of any other work. The thought of an environment with hours, and a boss that isn't my father, and coworkers... it makes me panic. I almost applied to a few jobs. They were online writing work and went nowhere, and I was glad they were scams cos then I didn't have to work for someone.
I'm in art school. I'm hoping to sell comics and illustrations, writing and concept art, creativity and art to make a living. It won't be easy; my fiancee will be helping me when I graduate.
I found out about Plaidman tonight (rest in peace). And I read all of the comments. And I cried. And I realized that while I love this site, I don't have a place here. I am not close to anyone because I can't really relate to most things that people post about. (I do enjoy and can relate to the posts from people making and selling art and things; you know who you are.)
I'll still be a lurker. I was going to say I'd leave until I could get a job but I don't think I can.
But I promise that I will try.
Thanks for letting me be here all this time!
Pairou.


Only job experience I have so far is volunteer and I'm kinda sorta an unpaid editing intern right now.
And I TOTALLY understand mental health problems getting in the way. Good luck with your art! And you don't have to lurk unless you really want to. 


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