I’m in a really difficult situation. I’m very enthusiastic, but I don’t have friends, partly because of my youth and adolescence, where I drank a lot and mentally drifted far away. I was on the verge of social disgrace but also success because I was pursuing a music career with the help of locally known personalities I had contacts with, but only online. I didn’t succeed because I was alone, and no one wanted to work. People didn’t find themselves in it, and I wasn’t true to myself.
Seven years later, I’m 22 years old and much more spiritually advanced. I don’t drink, smoke, or do drugs anymore. The only thing I have is my family and a job that doesn’t interest me.
I have a lot of ideas about music, but I’m alone. I understand everything, but sometimes I don’t see the purpose of life because I’ve messed up every single thing. Tonight showed me that the God I believe in managed to pull me out of that hell, and there’s a fine line leading back to it—failure and suicide. I mean that lifestyle, not literally.
I will try to improve my path and become something new, but I want to ask you something… Some advice. I’m afraid of failure, and the world that’s coming is something new. I try to keep up with the times, but I’m not sure if I’ll be up to the task.