I've been struggling lately with that whole "wtf am I going to choose for a life long career" thing. With 2 semesters left until I have my bachelor's, and my 27th birthday approaching, I have been putting a tremendous amount of pressure on myself to make a decision about grad school. Why do I put so much pressure on myself? I don't know, but I do. I occasionally I find myself playing the comparison game "where am I in my life compared to blah blah blah" against my peers/friends/relatives. Many of whom are homeowners with well paying jobs.
Me? I'm a non-trad college student, working a low paying job with a good chunk of student debt and no clear vision of what my future career should be. My sisters are both in well paying jobs in the health care field; one a nurse, one a physical therapy assistant. My brother is a heavy equipment operator. My husband is a med student. My best friends have all chosen career paths. I have cousins near my age who have all chosen their paths. One is a youth minister, one in the navy, one is a pilot, and one a lawyer.
Sometimes I wonder why the hell I don't have my shit together like many of my peers/friends/family. Why don't I know what I was "meant" to do? Some days are better than others. Some days I just go with the flow and tell myself that it is totally *not* realistic to have your whole life figured out by age 26.
Some days I tell myself that at least I am figuring out careers I was definitely *NOT* meant for. i.e. waitressing, nursing assistant, medical secretary, medical biller. So hey! Only 3490834058604856 billion more careers to try out and then maybe I'll know what I was meant to do. ;) Clearly I am making SOME progress. ;)
There very likely will be an entire post on this topic sometime in the very near future. I am just too tired to do it tonight.
Until then, I had to post this picture I stumbled across because it gave me giggle fits! :)
Me? I'm a non-trad college student, working a low paying job with a good chunk of student debt and no clear vision of what my future career should be. My sisters are both in well paying jobs in the health care field; one a nurse, one a physical therapy assistant. My brother is a heavy equipment operator. My husband is a med student. My best friends have all chosen career paths. I have cousins near my age who have all chosen their paths. One is a youth minister, one in the navy, one is a pilot, and one a lawyer.
Sometimes I wonder why the hell I don't have my shit together like many of my peers/friends/family. Why don't I know what I was "meant" to do? Some days are better than others. Some days I just go with the flow and tell myself that it is totally *not* realistic to have your whole life figured out by age 26.
Some days I tell myself that at least I am figuring out careers I was definitely *NOT* meant for. i.e. waitressing, nursing assistant, medical secretary, medical biller. So hey! Only 3490834058604856 billion more careers to try out and then maybe I'll know what I was meant to do. ;) Clearly I am making SOME progress. ;)
There very likely will be an entire post on this topic sometime in the very near future. I am just too tired to do it tonight.
Until then, I had to post this picture I stumbled across because it gave me giggle fits! :)
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