Change your major. Change your major. Change it again. It’s exhausting, right? To spend hours and days deciding, as only a teenager, what you want to do for a living. It’s nerve-wracking to feel lost, and be in a major you like but don’t love. You become the person with commitment issues, can’t make up your mind. When people tell you their major you mutter “Been there, done that.”
It’s okay. It’s okay not to know, to test the waters. You won’t know if it’s right unless you try. Some people are fortunate to know. Some people are fortunate not to know. If i didn’t change my major four times I would always be wondering, Well what if I was meant to be a sociologist? It was easy to talk myself out of a major. Basing it on the people around me and the curriculum.
I could probably still talk myself out of my major now. The difference is, I don’t want to. I don’t feel the need to be scared. I feel vulnerable enough to tell my advisors anything on my mind. About thoughts on classes, or other majors. I’m so fortunate to have an advisor who went through the same thing as me in college. And look! She turned out OK.
So what I’m trying to say is keep trying new things until you don’t want to. Until you don’t want to talk yourself out of it. Until you stop making excuses why you don’t belong and start being excited! Sometimes you don’t just know where you’re meant to be until you’re there, and maybe after that. Just be aware of the letdowns and triumphs that come with the change and the courses and never stop. Don’t stop trying to find your niche. Once you do that, you lose. So don’t lose! Be strong!