I can understand this thought process because of me wanting to be a writer.  I remember hearing the “starving artist” or “writing isn’t a real job” or “English major?  So you’re gonna be a teacher?  They don’t get paid shit… oh wait, you’re not?  What else can you do with that major?”  So I went through this period of thinking, “Well shit, this is a throw away major, maybe I should go with one that has a future and is financially stable.”  But you know what?  I’m really glad I stuck with it, because I couldn’t be happier.  Granted, I had a huge detour with working retail and thinking THAT was going to be my future, because writing wasn’t kicking off right away.  I had this mindset of, “The economy is bad I’m lucky I DO have a job, better stay at GameStop 5ever,” but… I wasn’t happy.

I’m not sure if there is a such thing as financially stable, as there will always be bills, or things that need to be paid for, and whatnot.  I think what people should strive for is “comfortable,” which… isn’t as tricky as it sounds.  

It took some time but I feel like writing, and crafts, and all the things I like is going somewhere.  I also think that, yes, it’s nice to have things, but it’s possible to do what you like AND get the things you like, even if you don’t have all the money in the world.  I have a whole lot of geeky things in my house, that cost a crap ton of money, but it’s possible to spend properly, or save up enough to get the things you want, or go where you want to go or do what you want to do.  Like, my partner and I have decided to have “date nights” once a week where we do something, whether it be go to a movie, or go out to eat, and just… have fun.  

It’s possible to go to those nice restaurants and not spend, spend, spend.  It’s possible to buy the video games you want, or figures, or whatever, while not having a lot of money.  It’s possible to be materialistic and happy, I guess is what I’m saying?  Like, I very much like things, lol, and I fully believe in getting myself something each paycheck, it can be like… the next volume to Black Butler, or a movie, or whatever, as long as its something.  This way, I don’t feel like, “Oh god I’m so poor I can’t get anything,” it’s like, “Oh hey, I’m doing o.k. I just got something off my Amazon wishlist.”

I might get it from my parents, who spoiled me rotten, then when I got older I learned that they didn’t have the money I thought they did.  I mean, we weren’t poor, but I swear I thought we had all the money in the world.  I got that Super Nintendo as a kid, the Barbies I wanted, all that stuff.  I use to not know how they did it, but I guess I’m starting to get it now as I save a little here and there, and whatnot.  Like, last year, somehow I was able to take a random, unplanned trip to L.A. for E3 after a friend got us passes.  Like, after a con, we had enough money saved to get there and back, have a place to stay, and have fun while out there, and just… somehow… I’ve become an… adult who can… have nice things?