About three years ago I couldn't tell you what I was interested in; what did I want to work on; what did I think needed changing in the world. I just had no real concept. I knew I wanted to pass the bar. I knew I wanted to get a job that didn't bore me to death. I was pretty sure that happiness was somewhere on the other side of bar membership, lawyer job, and money. I was pretty confused.
Today, I know what gets me going in the morning: its the thought of doing work for the common good.
I am particularly interested in child sexual abuse and the effect it has on children and adults as the get older and try to live independent lives. I am also deeply concerned about the human aspect of war on terror: American soldiers, American Muslims, citizens of Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan; what is really happening; and what else can be done. That's what I think about everyday. Those are the thoughts that I have to pull myself away from to hunt for a job, project how I'm going to pay my rent, and remember to leave the house for my current employment torture.
What does this all mean? It means that I'm complicated! I am also a person who likes big, challenging problems; I want to help the whole world. And I'm not sure I have the confidence or ability to change my life. I need to work this out in public. I need the thoughts and criticisms of friends and strangers who think they know better. I'm not getting anywhere alone.
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