sometimes I hate being an artist oh so much and wish I just wanted to be a physical therapist or something. And then sometimes I love it so much it elates me. And sometimes this happens multiples in one day back and forth, back and forth.
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I go through the same thing, it's always a comfort to see others going through it as well.
oh, I agree so much. I thought it was the bipolar, but now I realize it's just life. It waxes and wanes with the work that I like and work I feel less strongly about. Or things I haven't worked out yet in my head make me frustrated and I don't know how to feel...
wax wane, wax wane:)
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