> Another thing I'd recommend: try to find some solace in hobbies or personal interests.
One of my favorite, most rewarding projects has been making fishing lures. Losing my house to divorce means I no longer have a space I can do the sandblasting, painting or other stinky fume-inducing work.
Not being able to do what I love makes me so full of self hate and shame.
My project has gained organic leads in a way NOTHING else I've made or worked on has. Every week I get a message or two asking if they can buy lures. My friends are a marketing MACHINE who have made great video content about the product and keep doing so.
I have everything I need but it's "not enough to live on" so I can't jump in with both feet.
I CANT EVEN MAKE MORE. Even if I had a space to make them, I'm dealing with a supply issue where I can't get the one raw material / part I use. I have ideas on how I can manufacture them but I DO NOT HAVE THE MENTAL CAPACITY to do all this on top of my job. It makes me feel like I am failing at the one chance I have to get out of this fucking hellhole. I can't do it. It's slipping through my fingers and I'll never get out.
One of my favorite, most rewarding projects has been making fishing lures. Losing my house to divorce means I no longer have a space I can do the sandblasting, painting or other stinky fume-inducing work.
Not being able to do what I love makes me so full of self hate and shame.
My project has gained organic leads in a way NOTHING else I've made or worked on has. Every week I get a message or two asking if they can buy lures. My friends are a marketing MACHINE who have made great video content about the product and keep doing so.
I have everything I need but it's "not enough to live on" so I can't jump in with both feet.
I CANT EVEN MAKE MORE. Even if I had a space to make them, I'm dealing with a supply issue where I can't get the one raw material / part I use. I have ideas on how I can manufacture them but I DO NOT HAVE THE MENTAL CAPACITY to do all this on top of my job. It makes me feel like I am failing at the one chance I have to get out of this fucking hellhole. I can't do it. It's slipping through my fingers and I'll never get out.