Porridge
Ideal_Rock
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Ok so the title is a little dramatic...but I'm going out of my mind with indecision.
Here's the background, from the beginning. Ok lets be honest here, it's not background. It's my life story. Feel free to skip on if you're not in autobiographical mood. This is gonna be loooooooooooooooong.
I am a good student. I did very well in school. I loved maths and physics. I enjoyed economics but had to drop it in 5th year as there was a timetable clash with chemistry. (I needed two science subjects and didn't want to do biology.) I went to a career guidance counsellor who did all these tests, looked at my grades, and told me to do medicine. So I went for it, but didn't get the points necessary. Close, but no cigar. The only thing left on my uni application list was science, so that's what I did, with the notion that I'd apply for graduate medicine afterwards. I really enjoyed maths and physics in first year. I was in maths class with the financial maths and economics students and actually applied to switch over but unfortunately, it was not possible. A couple of weeks to late.
I studied on, but I was aimless. At this point I really should have taken a year out and tried work experience. But I LOVED college. I was really involved in the musical society and sports. I loved the city I was living in, I had a ton of wonderful friends (still do) and was just having a really great time. But I was not interested in my course. I still enjoyed the maths and physics. I struggled with biology.
Maths was not an option in second year, so I did physics and biochemistry. I did not enjoy biochemistry. I did enjoy physics, but as much as I liked it, I knew it was not where my career lay. (I think this may have been largely due to the fact that my physics department was involved in computer systems research, and our course featured computers and microelectronics heavily. I far preferred mechanics and optics, but we did not study these after second year.)
In third year I freaked out a little. I longed to have a goal, a focus, but I didn't, because I wasn't enjoying my course. I talked it over with my parents and we decided that after graduating from science, I should do physiotherapy. I would have needed an extra year to graduate with the credits necessary to apply for medicine, and I knew I couldn't handle it. I didn't have the hunger for it.
This was the wrong choice. It was never what I wanted, but I was so desperate to have a career focus that I was short sighted. I felt guilty about "wasting" my first degree...even though of course education is never a waste. I felt like I was letting myself and my parents down...even though my parents were never anything but supportive, never pushed or made me feel guilty. It was all me, being anxious to do well and succeed.
I did well in physiotherapy. Graduated with top marks, 9 months early. Physiotherapy is a great, stable, rewarding career. But again...not my passion. I just don't enjoy clinical work. That's hard to admit. You see my parents and my mum's family are all in the medical field. I guess around age 17 I fell into the thinking that that's what I should be doing too.
I feel like I've been aimless for years. I did the wrong things for the wrong reasons. I'm trying so hard to do what I think I should do, and I'm just not getting there. I don't feel any passion at all for it. I feel like a fraud in my current profession.
Now, it's fine. I'm only 25 years old, I have no big debt (college is free here and I worked all holidays etc). There is no pressure on me. I am one lucky girl in that respect. But I am still driving myself crazy, knowing I'm in the wrong area and trying to figure out how to get to the right one.
I'm bright, bubbly, energetic (almost hyper), confident. I was on the student council the whole way through my university life. I loved it. I was the producer for the university musical in third year. It took all my spare time. I loved it. I love projects, I like having a number of things on the go at once. I love working, I love being busy and challenged. I'm very social, I like people, interaction. I get on well with them. I love to travel. I enjoy change. I am driven. I can be kind of bossy and opinionated.
I want a rewarding career. I want the opportunity to work my way up to a high position, to have goals and achievements. I want to feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. I want to like what I do. I want to be really, really good at it.
I miss maths. I regret not going back to do the financial maths and economics degree after first year in college.
I worry that I have a grass-is-greener complex. I feel like I'm whining. I worry I'm a weak product of the generation that has it all. Too much choice. I'm a whole big ball of anxiety and crazy at the moment
I spend all my free time researching careers and annoying everyone with questions. Luckily I'm going on a weeks holidays tomorrow, that'll calm me down a bit I hope!
So. I KNOW I'm not the only one with career direction worries. I've been burning the ear off everyone I know the last few weeks, trying to get an idea of careers, lifestyles. I know we have a wonderful bunch of experienced, intelligent people here. I'm not looking for someone to tell me what to do. I'm looking for your experiences, I want to learn about your career. I mostly just want to get it all off my chest. I'll take any opinions I can get - be they verbal (well...written) smackdowns, or words of encouragement.
Thanks in advance, PS friends.
Here's the background, from the beginning. Ok lets be honest here, it's not background. It's my life story. Feel free to skip on if you're not in autobiographical mood. This is gonna be loooooooooooooooong.
I am a good student. I did very well in school. I loved maths and physics. I enjoyed economics but had to drop it in 5th year as there was a timetable clash with chemistry. (I needed two science subjects and didn't want to do biology.) I went to a career guidance counsellor who did all these tests, looked at my grades, and told me to do medicine. So I went for it, but didn't get the points necessary. Close, but no cigar. The only thing left on my uni application list was science, so that's what I did, with the notion that I'd apply for graduate medicine afterwards. I really enjoyed maths and physics in first year. I was in maths class with the financial maths and economics students and actually applied to switch over but unfortunately, it was not possible. A couple of weeks to late.
I studied on, but I was aimless. At this point I really should have taken a year out and tried work experience. But I LOVED college. I was really involved in the musical society and sports. I loved the city I was living in, I had a ton of wonderful friends (still do) and was just having a really great time. But I was not interested in my course. I still enjoyed the maths and physics. I struggled with biology.
Maths was not an option in second year, so I did physics and biochemistry. I did not enjoy biochemistry. I did enjoy physics, but as much as I liked it, I knew it was not where my career lay. (I think this may have been largely due to the fact that my physics department was involved in computer systems research, and our course featured computers and microelectronics heavily. I far preferred mechanics and optics, but we did not study these after second year.)
In third year I freaked out a little. I longed to have a goal, a focus, but I didn't, because I wasn't enjoying my course. I talked it over with my parents and we decided that after graduating from science, I should do physiotherapy. I would have needed an extra year to graduate with the credits necessary to apply for medicine, and I knew I couldn't handle it. I didn't have the hunger for it.
This was the wrong choice. It was never what I wanted, but I was so desperate to have a career focus that I was short sighted. I felt guilty about "wasting" my first degree...even though of course education is never a waste. I felt like I was letting myself and my parents down...even though my parents were never anything but supportive, never pushed or made me feel guilty. It was all me, being anxious to do well and succeed.
I did well in physiotherapy. Graduated with top marks, 9 months early. Physiotherapy is a great, stable, rewarding career. But again...not my passion. I just don't enjoy clinical work. That's hard to admit. You see my parents and my mum's family are all in the medical field. I guess around age 17 I fell into the thinking that that's what I should be doing too.
I feel like I've been aimless for years. I did the wrong things for the wrong reasons. I'm trying so hard to do what I think I should do, and I'm just not getting there. I don't feel any passion at all for it. I feel like a fraud in my current profession.
Now, it's fine. I'm only 25 years old, I have no big debt (college is free here and I worked all holidays etc). There is no pressure on me. I am one lucky girl in that respect. But I am still driving myself crazy, knowing I'm in the wrong area and trying to figure out how to get to the right one.
I'm bright, bubbly, energetic (almost hyper), confident. I was on the student council the whole way through my university life. I loved it. I was the producer for the university musical in third year. It took all my spare time. I loved it. I love projects, I like having a number of things on the go at once. I love working, I love being busy and challenged. I'm very social, I like people, interaction. I get on well with them. I love to travel. I enjoy change. I am driven. I can be kind of bossy and opinionated.
I want a rewarding career. I want the opportunity to work my way up to a high position, to have goals and achievements. I want to feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. I want to like what I do. I want to be really, really good at it.
I miss maths. I regret not going back to do the financial maths and economics degree after first year in college.
I worry that I have a grass-is-greener complex. I feel like I'm whining. I worry I'm a weak product of the generation that has it all. Too much choice. I'm a whole big ball of anxiety and crazy at the moment

So. I KNOW I'm not the only one with career direction worries. I've been burning the ear off everyone I know the last few weeks, trying to get an idea of careers, lifestyles. I know we have a wonderful bunch of experienced, intelligent people here. I'm not looking for someone to tell me what to do. I'm looking for your experiences, I want to learn about your career. I mostly just want to get it all off my chest. I'll take any opinions I can get - be they verbal (well...written) smackdowns, or words of encouragement.
Thanks in advance, PS friends.