*hugs* I was 23 before I really had a clear idea of what I wanted to do with my life. To be honest, I still don't have an entirely clear idea. I know what field I want to work in but I have no idea what aspect I am going to end up focusing on. Even now, heading off to a doctoral program, there is a part of me that is afraid of where I will eventually be and whether this is the direction I was truly meant to go in.
One of my friends consistently tells me that there are no wrong choices or wrong paths to take. You'll end up where you're supposed to be when you are meant to end up there. Sometimes keeping that in mind helps to keep the fear of change away.
You're welcome, my dear. :) The last few weeks of senior year are rough. I think the only reason I remained even remotely sane was because there was Neil Gaiman and that provided a distraction from everything else. But transitions are rough, they're always rough. I'm experiencing all kinds of conflicting emotions and I'm more than ready to get out of this city
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Ah, Neil Gaiman was a most excellent reward. I have a trip to Kings Dominion and Blackmore's Night with Brittany, Steph, and Caroline to look forward to :D
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I'm sure you'll find your niche. :) I know the feeling of just jumping out of the starting gate though, it's scary at first but don't give up hope, sooner or later someone's bound to bite. *HUGS*
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One of my friends consistently tells me that there are no wrong choices or wrong paths to take. You'll end up where you're supposed to be when you are meant to end up there. Sometimes keeping that in mind helps to keep the fear of change away.
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And laugh, above all.
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