Young adulthood is such a hard time. You have to figure out if you'll further your education, what you'll major in, what you'll get a career in, and how you'll live your life. As a teenager, I never knew where I would fall in the world. What type of job would I have? I couldn't picture myself doing anything, even once I got to high school. College deadlines were quickly approaching and I didn't even know what to study.
Then one day it hit me, and it was like I knew all along. It seemed so obvious. Everything suddenly made sense. When I was a senior in High school I took a general psychology class. It sounded interesting enough. However, the first week of class, I knew. I knew that this was my future. The class material seemed to be an exact lay out of everything I never knew I always wanted.
I thought back to my childhood and it suddenly made sense. Ever since I can remember, I would sit around a table and help people with their problems. I would try to solve people and bring them together. I would sit for days and analyze myself and those around me. I used to sit at family parties and solve arguments. I was constantly complimented on my listening skills and open mind. How could I have not realized all along that I was meant for the psychology field?
I quickly applied to schools and declared my major as psychology. I assumed that I would have to go to school for more than just my bachelors degree, but I'd figure out what I would do with my degree later on. College began and I loved and still love all my psychology lessons.
However, a new problem slowly began to creep up. What would I make a career out of? The time was approaching to think about life after undergraduate school and to decide on my career. What would I major in for my master's degree? I would love to be a psychologist or psychiatrist but it's too much school. I would love to be in forensics or criminal justice but it's not enough pay. Everything seemed to be either too much time in school or not enough pay or jobs available. I thought I'd never find a career field for me. Then one day, it hit me just like my major. I found my dream career- a marriage and family therapist. It's the job I've always dreamed of. It's not too much school and it pays well. How could I have missed this all those months and years? I've been giving marriage advice and therapy at family parties since the age of five.
My next question is what school I'll go to. Right now the answer and obvious solution seems impossible, but I know it's not. There was a time when I thought no major or career existed for me, but I was wrong. So I am sure when I find the right school it'll hit me in the face in its obviousness.
Until then, I'll just study hard and focus on that future life that seems so perfect now. Even though just a few years ago I could've never imagined that I've known my entire life what I am meant to do.
