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Agostino Caruso

Hey I’ve got a problem and I didn’t know where else to turn so I’m going to ask it hear. I really want to be a standup comic and I’ve done a few open mic which went really really well to the point where I actually got asked to do a set at a new club by the owner. However today my mum found out and lost it at me, I had voiced my dreams before to her and my dad and they shut me down immediately telling me, “it was an idiots dream” and “I was not funny”. This time though my mum found my Facebook where I had a few post about it and completely lost it, making me delete the whole thing. My parents want me to be a lawyer and work for my dad, I’m smart enough to do it and could have a wealthy enough life but I don’t find it fulfilling at all. So now I am at a crossroads where basically I can quit my dreams and live a life I know I won’t be happy with or go for it and be abandoned by my family. I really don’t know what to do and I’ve never been more unsure of any decision in my life. Would love to hear some others perspectives.

jordanshanks

Here's the first step. Think of 3 or 4 more options. Always remember the human brain wants to narrow every choice down to option A or option B. This is always a mirage. There are always far more options.

Leng Leangvan

In disbelief that my comment ended up being in a video. You're an absolute legend & nailed about 99% of your assumptions. Gave me a lot to think about... and here are some bullet points because using those make me look smart: • yes, getting around IS an utter pain in the sack. Disabilities suck. • all former gym buddies couldn't stay consistent. 1 day off became 3 days off became 2 weeks off became "never went again." Didn't realize it until you said it but I DID achieve my original goal. →To be physically non-reliant on others← Now I'm strong enough to walk for a full hour. I still limp like a drunk penguin late for an appointment but I CAN do it. I don't need a cane to walk anymore. I can carry shit up flights of stairs AND I now have the physical stamina to disappoint women for much longer in the bedroom. Thanks for the help, man. Gonna have to dig deep and find a new Why. PS: sometimes I still use the cane just to confuse people. Never let the Ables know your next move.