Folks, I need some real life advice.
Disclaimer: This is a moderately long post.
I'm having a bitch of a time figuring out where to go with my life. I thought I'd ask here, figuring the demographic generally both a.) 'gets' the obsession with music and computers; and b.) has more experience than I do.
Okay. I'm 23. I've been composing music on the computer and generally harboring it as my one consistently recurring obsession for about 10 years. I'd never really given it a chance as something I could actually focus on, since I figured there are too many people better at it than I am for me to really make anything of it anyway.
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I had a rather apathetic approach to education: I was pretty much permanently high my last two years of high school and never studied. I averaged 90% anyways, and went to university for math. Predictably, I did even more drugs there, found myself a ludicrously depressed girlfriend and totally bombed first year. Then I lived with her for a while, did more drugs and worked in fast food.
We broke up. I quit drugs and moved back in with parents. I worked just in fast food for a year, then added a terrible minimum-wage scrap metal job for another year or two. Throughout this, I was fiddling with electronics, teaching myself various things (from basic woodworking to soldering) and working on an album I called "Sifting Through The Protocol". I broke off almost all of my social connections.
When I started the minimum wage jobs I was motivated and worked my ass off. I'd assumed hard work would result in good things to come. They didn't. Hard work didn't make enough to be able to support myself and wasn't paying off in the form of 'moving up the ladder'. On top of that, it took all of my energy and I didn't have much time to work on what I actually care about: music.
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About a month ago, I decided I'd had enough. I stopped seeing any point in an existence I hated more with each passing day. So (deciding upon the less crazy of the two options I saw as feasible) I turned off my cell phone, put on some headphones and just sort of... didn't show up. I was determined to make something work with music; to find a way to survive while not hating every breath.
Naturally, my parents are aghast. Being 23 and still living with them is ridiculous to start with: now, from an outside perspective, I've completely stopped working. And after setting up my website and scouring the internet for ways or places to start networking, I really haven't come up with enough information to form much of a plan or path ahead. This ball ain't so much rolling.
I'm not even sure if I'm actually any good, or if I'm just chasing loose trails:
So, if anyone could shine some light, sprinkle some advice or even just share their experience, I would be grateful. Any and all is appreciated!