MelasZepheos said:
And now no one will ever match up in community spotlight ever again.
It'll be like 'oh cool, you're a 28 year old artist? Hey, remember that guy who served his country in Afghanistan while you were scribbling away?' 'oh cool, you're a 22 year old writer? Hey, remember that guy who joined the Marines when he was a year younger than you, fought in Iraq twice and is now in Afghanistan while you sit around typing away?' 'Oh cool, your motto is 'seize the day?' Hey, remember that guy whose motto is 'from the ashes of war, all will be reborn?'
Jesus Nasrin, give the rest of us a chance to look impressive won't you?
Heh, was thinkin' the same thing, Awesome bastard stole the spotlight!
For me it would be, 26 year old unemployed highschool droppout, what's worse is when I was in school they tested me a lot due to my expressed intelligence, and then the rest of my life, poverty, mother dating a heroin addict, sister trying to frame him for molestation using me, no friends, being on enough antidepressants and other supressant medication to put mmy mental state somewhere in a fog that randomly erupted into a rage volcano or ragecano with seemingly no queues telling me I was about to go fuckin crazy and flip out, later I learned it was due to some of the medication I was on supressing the awareness of the emotions rather than the emotions themselves, causing it, but hey, fun times...
So I'm essencially a loser who not only is a waste of flesh, but is also a waste of a mind once thought to have great academic potential, I'm essencially not just a waste but a waster, negative in all connotations, sure I've done a wide varity of research personally over the course of my shitty waste of life, but I cannot use any of it in a way sanctioned by anyone because I lack paperwork to prove that due to the posession of a degree or even high school deploma that I'm smart enough to do shit aside from maybe make someone a coffee without fucking it up and somehow doing damage to our glasshouse society of overemphasis of expensive education over actual tangeable ability...
So yeah, if I ever got a spotlight article written, it would do nothing but degrade me even further, and depress others... so an artist or writer, or otherwise(not as societably accepted as awesome as a soldier) profession, at least you're doing something other than waiting for death to claim your ass because nothing else will ever seemingly pan out and there is litterally no meaning to your existance...
So keep your hopes up, you aren't me, so you're at least doing something right.