The Generalized Pursuit Of Confidence

I’ve been feeling like a loser for a long time. Maybe it’s time to shift that.

I’ve been feeling like a loser for a long time, to be honest. I’ve addressed it in some other posts of mine, probably most notably this one:

Why Am I So Fucking Angry All The Time?

I think it’s at some intersection of:

• Infertility
• Life to this point hasn’t gone according to “plan” (ha)
• Friendships
• Where I’m headed
• A general state of malaise about America and the world

I definitely grew up privileged, or at least upper-middle-class, with some down years sprinkled in the 0–18 period. I do feel like I’ve fumbled the snap on said privilege, as I currently bartend at a Main Event location, which is something I would have never seen myself doing at various points in my existence.

However, I also started thinking recently that none of that matters. Who the hell even knows what makes a certain job “prestigious?”