There are times that I feel a lack of purpose and ability. Right now is one of those times. It's just another emotional storm to weather- it'll eventually pass.
What is my purpose here? I've always like math and science. I have obtained a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering and am now working on a PhD. But I find it all rather draining. I can hardly do my research anymore. Even just thinking about work gives me headaches.
My main passion is writing (and performing) music, but I get exhausted of that very quickly when trying to take it at a serious pace. I also like to write stories, but I only have lists of ideas and cannot turn them into actual stories. I like to draw, but even when drawing is going well I get frustrated.
There are many things that I can do better than most people, but nothing I can do as well as a professional. "Jack of all trades, master of none."
Today I feel like I am just existing. I feel like humanity is not benefiting from my existence. I am only stealing the coin and food that was properly earned by somebody else. I feel useless.
I keep thinking that I need to quit my fancy research-y stuff and just take a simple job - something that is not taxing on the mind - so I can do my part to help the great clock of the world turn, and so that I can feel purpose to my existence, however small it may be. But I cannot quit now, as I am a critical piece in some significant collaboration. The pressure on me is huge.
I have ideas for music and drawings and stories to represent how I feel tonight - I have loads of ideas... but I cannot bring a single one to be more than just an idea. This entire world of creativity- locked inside my mind. I hate feeling this way.
I'm listening to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjjNkFUT74k
S3C
This blog pretty much sums up how I've felt about myself for the last two years or so. My sentiments and situations exactly, minus having an engineering degree. I feel as if I have no purpose, and my existence is currently meaningless. And that conclusive statement about your mind being a prison of creativity hits home hard, for sure. I think most people are that way, some people are better than expressing their creativity than others; while some just block out creative thoughts all together. I like math and science but my passion will always be music, too. I start questioning myself and get frustrated when I get serious with such as well-the main reasons I stopped pursuing music in school was due to a weak mental state about the issue. Later to only realize that I feel I'm not good enough in my current area of study, which will probably be a mental block wherever I go-the only difference being I don't need to audition to get in.
No one is immediately an expert. The fact that you have a degree in engineering, let alone working on a PhD, makes you have a set of practical skills that are more marketable than what 90% of other people have. I mean you are pursuing a doctorate in frickin engineering, not women's studies. Minimum offense intended for those who hold a doctorate in women's studies.
I have an ongoing discussion and newspost about this exact, existential state of being on my webpage, albeit being less organized and well written...if you care to stop by. peace
Krichotomy
Thank you. I read a quote recently that said that we are critical of our own work because the reality that we create can never be as perfect or magical as the ideas that exist in our minds.
I did will getting the degree in engineering- almost all A's, top of most of my classes, the teachers all loved me... but it was freaking painful because I have trouble focusing on things. If I weren't a deep-thinking perfectionist I probably could not have done it at all. Can I do engineering for the rest of my life? Most likely, yes. But I'm afraid that such a job would drive me insane because of my sensitive mind that seems to grow more sensitive as time goes by. It does not help that I am never given time and space to take a real break. That is why I want a simple mindless job. So my brain can at least have a vacation so that I am able to see clearly what are viable paths for my future.
It is weird, though, how my emotions vary. Yesterday night was very strange because I still had all the same problems, yet I felt excited for my future. I didn't care about all the hardships - all I knew was to keep trying. I wish I could always feel like that.
I am reading your most recent news post. I have thoughts, and will try to reply.