Jun 28, 2006 23:21
My whole life I've thought I should be a scientist or engineer. Some smart, mathy field that let me use my logical brainpower to make the world a better place from my cubicle or lab.
Even when I got panic attacks at the mere thought of thinking about math, even though I spent the last two months of my second MIT semester in a practically perpetual nervous breakdown (that nobody really seemed to notice ... damn), I refused to acknowledge any other career path for myself.
Not any more.
Sure, I might wind up being a scientist after all, but you know what? This summer I am exploring different options. Heck, maybe I'll take a year off next year and explore some more. I'm sick of forcing myself through excruciating (and, in the case of my ER-level asthma and crew, decidedley unhealthy) situations. I have no desire to kill myself trying to conform to my 14-year-old self's decision of who I should be for the rest of my life.
So... wish me luck! From here on out I'm tearing down my old paradigm, and taking off on an uncharted path. Ha!