So I have a confession: I've been thinking about switching my major.

I know, but I just haven't been excited about my classes. Like at all. I brushed it off, just declaring it as Spring Fever, but then I really started wondering why I chose my major in the first place. The scary part was that I didn't have a good answer. I chose Journalism because I was in newspaper in high school and I was a good writer. But the thought of being a reporter? Terrifying. People always ask what I want to do with my major and I always said I wasn't sure yet. I haven't made any decisions yet, but I've been through a lot of emotions in trying to figure my life out.

1. Denial

I am a sophomore! I cannot try to change my major now. It will be a total waste of time and I'll be way behind everybody else and there's no way I could still graduate in four years.

2. Anger

I can't believe this is happening. Of course I would try to change my major after two years. I am such an idiot for thinking I could do this for the rest of my life.

3. Bargaining

Dear sweet baby Jesus, please make me interested in my major again. I swear if you give me a glimmer of hope, I will be the best darn journalist the world has ever seen. Amen. P.S. - I also need a little help with that test. Okay bye for real this time.

4. Depression

Dear God, I might actually have to change my major. *Frantically does 17 Buzzfeed career quizzes.* *Proceeds to cry over a newspaper.* *Wonders if college is worth it at all.*

5. Acceptance

Just know that whatever you choose, it will be okay. A college degree is worth something and it doesn't necessarily mean you have to stay in that field forever. On that note, I'm going to research majors and try to change up my fall schedule.

Pray for me y'all.