The following is a correspondence between a reader and myself, with some additional thoughts. Edward chose a path in animation but recently discovered his passion was no longer there, and now he faces the choice of abandoning everything’s he built up until now if he chooses to venture on a new path.
Hello, my name is Edward, I’m from England and I’m a fan of yours. Being white and uncoordinated I was looking up ways to dance in clubs without embarrassing myself and I stumbled across your videos, and subsequently your blog. Your articles and your sunscreen video are a source of major inspiration to me, and lead me to question the way that I am leading my life, which I can’t thank you enough for.
I’m contacting you today because I’m looking for some guidance. I realise this isn’t your job or what you do and that you don’t know me from Adam (or I, you), but I am very interested in your outlook on my situation. Will you hear me out? If not, just ignore me, I won’t take it personal. I understand that this is all a little long winded and probably boring, but if you have the time I could really use your advice.
This is the bare bones of my situation;
I’m currently in the first year of an animation degree course. Three years ago I decided that I would become an animator. I made it my goal in life, and I was fixated on achieving it. I successfully made it into one of the best animation courses in the country and I am on the road to my goal as I planned. But once I made it onto the course and began in September I’ve been feeling my passion for animation slip away. Looking back I came to realise how my choice to pursue this dream was motivated only by the fact that I was scared of being a nobody and just drifting through life.
I haven’t been enjoying the course, but I’ve been lying to myself