I am going to be leaving my day job as a staff writer soon, because I have been suffering from almost day one with incredible stress and an inability to keep up with work well, and the news grind was finally slowly killing me. This was probably the best opportunity I will ever have in my life to write, and I am grateful for the chance and I'm honestly still glad I gave it an effort as hard as I did. I am still sad to do something (leave) that's probably healthy for me.
I wonder if this is the end of my writing career? I wonder if I'm actually capable of accomplishing anything of note in a world that demands 60-plus-hour weeks from any kind of creative job to pay rent. I feel weak for having said I couldn't do it because I really wanted to succeed, but I know also I couldn't do it. I'm mostly just... curious about what I'll do and what I'll accomplish. if anything.
