The Path
So I did it.... A few weeks ago, I shakily walked my way across the stage, shook the hand of some old wrinkly rich person, and grabbed a rolled up piece up of paper that represented my degree. My actual degree came in the mail about two weeks later, all fancy in its faux leather case. But now what? I should have done this ten years ago. I shouldn't be thirty five years old, still struggling with the age old question of "what do I want to do with my life?". I honestly have no freaking clue. For years, I had this idea in my head of what I wanted to do, and I tirelessly worked towards that goal. Now, here I am. I've achieved it. Now I sit here and I'm completely and utterly lost. I wanted to make a difference. I wanted to be a counselor that specializes in addictions and help those who are struggling to make positive life changes in order to be a functioning member of society. For those who may not know, for new friends.... here's a revelation.... I've be