Me: I don’t wanna work at this job anymore. Or any job. I don’t think I’d ever be happy working at a job.
Parents: Then what’re you gonna do!? Sit at home, idle!?
Me: <incoherent noises> …….. Yeah?
I don’t even have the guts to say it out loud that I wanna be a full time artist. How is it ever supposed to come true?