had i been left (when a child) to gravitate to my real interests, maybe i would have become a violinist or some other kind of musician, but my parents and grandfather tricked me into studying the violin and then grandpa bribed me to keep at it with silly gifts. and i think that my grandfather used the same tactics to sexually abuse my sister. puts quite a twisted look to doing things for that man.
but i may also have chosen sociology and or psychology and or anthropology. i am really intrigued by human nature, thinking and how we might make a better world. i’m sure I’d have chosen some kind of art as a hobby. but i don’t think it is suitable for me as a career. then i think of my poetry (that sorry i do not share much on this site), i love it. it satisfies something - a game with words!!! i’ve submitted a few times with no positive results so maybe the only one who can love it is me. nonetheless, i love it. that does carry some weight. maybe that is my life’s calling and truest art.
but who is me? i know 100% sure, i’d be a very different person. i would not be “not of this earth”. and instead of simply skyrocketing to the other end of life, i’d have broken free of my shackles and would have been the person i was really meant to be. it is only now that i’ve attempted and come close. but now is, if not too late, definitely not soon enough. so maybe this will give you an idea of what i could do if i could do anything.