I’m in the middle of a quarter-life crisis.
And by that, I just mean my career isn’t working out the way I want it to. I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching lately and have ultimately decided to take my life in a different path.
People who know me well these days don’t seem surprised when I say I want to do natural resource conservation work, but the realization was revolutionary to me. I always thought my future would be in media and communications. But it’s just not doing it for me.
The wildlife rescue has become my sanctuary and, in that, I realize there’s no reason why I can’t make similar work into my actual work.
I’m currently taking Biology 11, of all things, because that’s a gap in my education. It’s weird to be taking a high school course nearly 10 years after graduating, but I’m definitely more interested in it now than I was in grade 11.
I think it all kind of ties together, though, in the sense that we don’t explore ourselves enough in highschool. If you find something you’re good at, you figure it’s your calling and don’t stop to think about your other options. I hated sciences in highschool, but that’s mainly because arts came easily to me. I had a knack for them and my grades were good. Nothing forced me to try anything different, so I just didn’t. Why would I?
In university, I dabbled in geology and geography–until I nearly failed a course, and suddenly it seemed safer to default to the journalism plan. So I did. I assumed I could never be happy doing something that didn’t come naturally to me.
So here I am at 24, wanting to revamp all my life choices and start over. Only this time, there’s nothing stopping me. I’m in control of my own fate. I will let you know how it goes.
Besides, I have nothing to lose.