Throughout our whole lives, it seems, people are constantly asking what you want to be when you grow up, or what you wan to do. I've always just though, oh I have time. Only it just keeps getting more and more real. That's the scary part.
I've already managed to stress myself out, so much. With everyone talking about the future, it's crazy to think that we're handed so many options, and expected to choose one single path. What if it's the wrong one? What if I'm not good at it? Ultimately, will it be worth it? It's all so overwhelming. I also managed to just take a step back though, focusing on other things.
Even within the past month, by not focusing on the future and by not pressuring myself to make decisions, I've learned so much more about myself. I'm realizing that maybe, the subjects I've always done well and always liked, don't have to be the ones that I pursue or make a career out of.
What's really interested me lately isn't the typical math or english, but cultural diversity and different religions. I've always found those subjects to be interesting - Folkorama is probably my favorite thing that goes on in Winnipeg - only I've never thought much of it, until now. I think I've finally found a hopeful possibility. Or at least an area of study.