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I'm going to be one hundred percent honest with you guys on this matter - this semester has been kicking my butt to the moon and back, and I don't even mean that I've been getting bad grades or anything like that, I'm actually doing pretty swell on paper, at least compared to my mental state.
My issue is the fact that as soon as I stumbled - or rather, fell and full on face-planted - into Junior year, almost every single person in my life has been putting pressure on me. They all want me to know what the hell I'm going to do with my life in a little over one year's time.
Whether it's teachers, or family members, friends or even neighbors, they all keep asking me what I want to do after I've finished high school.
My answer is always "I don't really know yet.", but you can actually scratch that really because that makes me sound too optimistic. I have no freaking clue. I'm lost, drowning.
My answer is always "I don't really know yet.", but you can actually scratch that really because that makes me sound too optimistic. I have no freaking clue. I'm lost, drowning.
Obviously, quite a few people in my year have already figured out what they want to do and who they want to become - they want to go to University and study medicine, law or history, they want to go to Australia for a year, they want to start working in some job. But me?
My teachers find it shocking that I'm still not set on my plans for the next few years because we've had so many events at our school where we could gather information about all the endless possiblities, we all researched and presented a certain job in class, we even worked as interns before - but really, those things have only opened my eyes to all the raods I don't want to take.
My teachers find it shocking that I'm still not set on my plans for the next few years because we've had so many events at our school where we could gather information about all the endless possiblities, we all researched and presented a certain job in class, we even worked as interns before - but really, those things have only opened my eyes to all the raods I don't want to take.
I think it's easier to find the right path for yourself if you're really good at certain things. If you're great a sciences, there's a whole field waiting for you. If you're great at IT, there's opporunities for you. If you're doing good in economics class, you might've found your calling in life.
But I'm not really good at any of those - I love languages, and I love writing. (And I love acting and singing, but I think all my neighbor's can agree that we can scratch at least the latter.) Now, technically I could become a journalist, or an interpreter - but for one, those don't pay all that well over here, and secondly, getting a degree to work in that field is something else that makes me feel nauseous.
But I'm not really good at any of those - I love languages, and I love writing. (And I love acting and singing, but I think all my neighbor's can agree that we can scratch at least the latter.) Now, technically I could become a journalist, or an interpreter - but for one, those don't pay all that well over here, and secondly, getting a degree to work in that field is something else that makes me feel nauseous.
I don't even know if I want to go to University, to be honest. Obviously, all my friends are urging me to go because of my great grades, but I honestly don't know if I can survive another three or four years of constant studying, stress and sleep deprivement, especially as most of my friend's will either go someplace else or not go altogether, and I'm both socially awkward and struggling with social anxiety, so there's always that voice nagging at the back of my head that I will completely lose my marbles if I end up all alone.
And while all of the above paragraphs made me sound like the biggest negative Nancy in the entire blogging community, I've started to look at the entire issue differently.
Yes, I've had my fair share of meltdowns and cries in public places and deep late night conversations about this topic, but all of those made me realize that I'm not the only one who's experiencing this. For everyone I know who seems to have their life figured out, there's two people who don't. And that's completely alright.
We're still so young - hell, I'll only turn seventeen next Thursday, so why are we trying to rush everything? If we're not ready yet and still need time to figure out who we are and where we want to go, there's still enough time to do that. There's no need to dive into something head first if it'll only end up making you feel miserable - like studying law made my cousin - so take your time. It might seem like all of the "should-be's" and "could be's" are causing one big mess in your brain right now, but in the end, you will find something that is just right for you. I'm sure of it.
Meanwhile, I will continue brooding over my own crisis over some ice cream and pizza - because no situation is so bad that those two things can't manage to make me feel better.