Had one of those semi-regular talks with mom today, where she asks about my plans for the future, tells me how I can't be working my current job forever, how I need to be looking for something better, that I'm worth more than this, that I should grow up, stop playing games, get serious about life, all the good stuff.
Now, it was never my plan to work where I'm at forever, even a long time really (creeping up on my second year there in a few months) because it's not the healthiest or most fulfilling lines of work, but it gets me out of the house and the pay is fairly decent for these parts. That said, the plan always was to save up a decent sum and gtfo. I'm already sitting on a nice amount (mostly because covid kinda killed the majority of my expenses) but the getting out part is a bit tougher considering the whole 'pandemic going to town on modern civilization' thing that started a year ago.
Furthermore, my plans always were fairly loose, simply because I got burned by expecting things to go my way too many times, can't get fucked if you don't depend on a specific thing to happen. Plus it's kinda easier to keep a life dream a dream than it is to see it crash and burn for whatever reason. What they did include was finally going whole hog into art, be it illustration, concept art or a mix of both, whatever works out better I guess. One part of that (and the major part really) is getting back in shape artistically since I've grown super rusty over the past several years, especially in terms of digital stuff. And that is all without the entire mountain of doubts and fears I've got piled upon the whole thing, however valid some of them might be.
So uh yeah, ton of uncertainty coming up, something I'm not terribly great at dealing with as well as trying to work out a ton of personal issues that have sorta built up over the years.