I finished my final classes for my BA last semester and will be graduating this spring. I have had ideas about what I want to do next, but there has been nothing so far that I am completely certain of. Although, I admit, that has been a long-running theme throughout most of my life. Given my field, my beliefs, and my experiences, I have strong ethical reservations in participating in or contributing to strictly capitalistic ventures for the sake of capitalistic gain. I have little interest in accumulating wealth, insofar as I have a place to call home, food to eat, and remain healthy mentally, spiritually, and physically. Even this seems difficult however. Dealing with depression has not been easy, and I likely need counselling; friends who understand some of my own interests would also be a boon. I want to be useful, but I want to be contributing to the world's betterment - not merely towards my own or another person's personal gain. Some days it seems impossible; my own mind works against me, crippling me with doubt, despair, and apathy.
I am a capable writer and analytical thinker, and I have a talent, if not very well practiced skills, for particular elements of the fine arts. I have been looking into the possibility of becoming a freelance writer; writing stories, poetry, and articles, while working part time at my current job. Unfortunately, 12 hours a week at a vintage video game shop is not sufficient for even the most minimal of lodgings in this city with its terribly neglected rental housing crisis.
I have been stumped on what it is I ought to write about though. I have thought about writing on politics, considering my vocal criticisms of my government on all levels (and governments in general, for that matter), but I do not believe I could do it full time without seriously jeopardizing my mental health; too much anger, after all, would leave my existence shortened and my ability to appreciate life impotent. I have enough issues as it is. Video gaming writing would be an obvious choice if the market were not saturated, and I were not frustrated with being addicted to gaming and sick of the industry altogether. There are my other interests: comics, nature, films, cycling, photography, painting, literature, and of course, the multiplicity of aspects within my field itself: Philosophy. However, I am not sure that I could write anything original, interesting, or particularly worthwhile that would allow me to earn a living. I am not an expert in any of them, despite my interest, however invested. I suppose every writer goes through such doubts, but in my case, my doubts and my mental health have been/are preventing me from writing altogether.
So, for the moment, I am trying to get myself back together as a person. I am weightlifting again to get exercise, and I am studying various things in Philosophy, History, Science, Religion, and Politics whenever I can in my spare time, to challenge my mind and broaden my thinking. I write as often as I feel like in my journal, and I am hoping to do some volunteer work to get myself out of the house and thus away from playing RPGs out of loneliness.