15 years ago, I was 20 (I am really thinking to myself at this second, “Am I really that old?”). I had just gone back to college after not succeeding the first time. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, college was not meant to be at that time, and it got put on the back burner. In the intervening years between then and now, I have owned a business, worked for minimum wage, looked for other jobs, and I have even gotten married.
In 2014 I decided it was time for me to go back to school. I was nervous. I even chose a major to get me a job as quickly as possible with an associates. I chose radiography because it, honestly, is actually pretty cool. The physics behind the instruments are amazing. This is where it got complicated for me. I spent an entire year busting my hump to get into a program that is very competitive. I took all of the classes, and got the best grades I have ever gotten in college. However, once I got into the program, it quickly became apparent to me that this wasn’t the path I wanted to take.
By the middle of the semester, I was asking myself every day before clinic, “Do I want to do this?” By November, the answer became a resounding “NO!” I was more interested in the physics behind radiography, rather than radiography itself. In the end, I switched to a double major of physics and applied mathematics. I am a year and a half behind, because I spent a year working my tail off to get into a program that I didn’t truly have a passion for, but instead chose it for more practical reasons—to find a job as fast as possible.
I have learned my lesson—choosing a major based on “job availability” alone, isn’t always the best option, but choosing one that doesn’t challenge you is also not always optimal. The choice to switch majors, especially after working so hard, wasn’t taken lightly. However, I am in a happier place mentally and emotionally. I may be working very hard for a bit longer, but I will definitely be making a better future for myself.