So we're already 12 days into the new year. Woohoo.
This year I'm going to turn 22. When I started college, my perspective date of graduation was in 2010. That is pretty much next year. There is NO way that could happen. I don't even know what I want to go into anymore.
Honestly that thought alone terrifies me. I always had a goal. I always knew what I would do. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to be a teacher. First I wanted to teach Elementary School. Then when I started to substitute teach and realized I couldn't handle the neediness of elementary children. Then I landed a long term job in a junior high school. I really enjoyed it, but there is too much drama. There is too much bitching and moaning. There is too much of a headache. Teachers are not exempt from this problem. INFACT they are the main source of the bitching and moaning. I can't do that. I can't be in such a negative atmosphere.
It really gets to you after a while. The constant negativity weighing down on your shoulders. At least that is where I feel it.
I still thought I wanted to teach. So I took an education class when I got to SUU. It was like an epiphany. I knew for sure I didn't want to teach. I felt great! It was freeing! Woooo! I wasn't going to be a teacher.
Then suddenly...
The reality of having no direction sank in.
It's so scary. I've never felt like this before.
I don't know what to do.
...
Things will always work out.
I just need to figure it out. But it's scary.
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