I never thought I would fall in love in college. It’s kind of crazy how my college experience turned out to be completely opposite from what I expected before it.
Do you ever have a moment when you realize you may be doing the wrong thing in life but it’s too late? Through everything that I have experienced with losing my dad and the subsequent emotional illnesses that followed, I started speaking to psychiatrists and therapists. Over the course of this experience, I kind of beat myself up for not being pre med because I actually might want to be a psychiatrist. My idea of a perfect career is one in which I actually feel like I am making a difference (While making some $ at the same time, hell I deserve to have this requirement after this tuition cost). I have had my heart set on law school for the past two years, but upon reflection of my life I want to actually see that I am changing someone’s life. It’s kind of silly that we pick our career paths at such a young age when shit changes.
I get anxieties over the smallest things. I could be laughing one minute and then something triggers me and I suddenly break down
I’ve only been coming on Tumblr to rant about things that upset me for the past two years. So I guess it’s a good thing I haven’t been on here for a longgggg time.