Well I'm NOT a Director

I made it! I went to college! I made my parents happy! I even got really good grades in 98% of my classes. I had found my passion in video editing and multimedia between a couple classes in high school and the repair shop. I started out in college doing some remedial classes that I kept telling my "advisor" I didn't need. As soon as he put me into classes toward my major I took off in the college world. I received grades so good that I was able to join the Phi Theta Kappa. That is the first thing I didn't want to do. My advisor was so confused. My answer to the invite was that I wanted to focus on getting done with my classes and I didn't want to join "Smart kids club". I wasn't there to play games and join clubs. I have never publicly shared that little tid-bit about Phi Theta Kappa. I turned it down. All said and done I wanted to eventually get into film and become a director. My younger brother and I had this whole plan that we could work on writing together and start turning those writings into movies. Then the worst thing. Everybody makes bad choices sometimes. There were some things that happened and I wouldn't be able to work side by side with my brother for quite a while. I was extremely depressed because of the situation. I became so depressed I made one of the worst mistakes at that time. I quit college. Not only did I quit college, I destroyed everything. I completely lost all creativity. I deleted writings and papers. I burned all my hard copies and pieces of art I had ever kept. I became angry at the world. Books and stories; Scripts and drawings; and school papers and reports. All gone. Up in literal flames. I didn't want to return to college. 21 year old college drop out...