Life
Just had a long talk with my dad about my future after graduation. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I thought I wanted to be some sort of therapist but now i’m not so sure. I’ve just been applying to internships/jobs everywhere in every field that don’t even have to do with Psychology, around the country and out of the country. My father believes that after I graduate I should go straight to grad school to fulfill getting a M.A. or Doctorate in Psychology.The thing is jobs in the mental health community are so scarce. I’m becoming so doubtful of myself and my abilities that I don’t even know what I’m good at anymore. I have “One Step At a Time” by Jordin Sparks on repeat right now. What the hell can someone do with a B.A. in Psychology? According to my dad, absolutely nothing. I want to apply to as many jobs/internships ( that are paid) as possible just so I have other options besides going straight to Grad School. I’m honestly really scared. This isn’t just another year ending and I go back to school, this is the real world and I always tend to over estimate everything and think about things 10 years in the future. My first day of Kindergarten, I cried. First Day of Middle School, I cried again because it wasn’t elementary school even though I had to walk across the field and there was elementary school. First Day of High School, I freaked out because I got lost and was late to a class and projected into the future thinking I was going to be a failure because I was late to a class on the first day of high school. ( A chain of events led me to believe that I wasn’t going to be successful from that first day) My senior year of high school around this time I was freaking out because I was convinced no college would accept me. I hate change and since the world is constantly changing, I end up adapting but for my first two years of college I absolutely hated it, its taken me two years to realize that I love college and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I know all good things come to an end, but I really wish that my dad had more faith in me and didn’t shoot down any idea that I have about some kind of job that I may get after college. He keeps discouraging me and making me how I felt the first day of high school and during my senior year in college. I always plan for the future and that fact that I don’t know right now what I am going to be doing after I graduate is seriously scaring me. I just wish an amazing job or being accepted to grad school can just fall on my lap right now so I can stop worrying and enjoy my last semester. Does anyone have any advice on how to deal with this?
