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So, here’s my story...
I enrolled in law school last year. To be honest, I was just chasing the "one day" paycheck. I didn't really stop to think about the sheer amount of studying and grinding required just to reach a salary that, frankly, isn't even that life-changing.
After a year, my transcript was basically a blank slate (except for English, which actually stuck), but I wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet. Right after summer break, I headed straight back to campus to give it everything I had.
By September, I managed to pass the written portions of two exams, but the oral exams absolutely crushed me. That was the turning point; I lost all motivation for this degree. I couldn't face flipping through hundreds of pages of the same textbooks or staring at those same professors again. Every time I tried to start studying, I'd just picture those monsters and quit.
Two weeks ago, I decided to drop out of law school. I’m not someone who quits things easily, but I’ve realized this path isn't worth my mental health.
For the past month, I’ve been totally isolating myself. I haven't been eating much—which is weird because I usually eat five to seven meals a day, though thank God I'm not losing weight—and I haven't been able to sleep.
Deep down, I’ve always wanted to do something meaningful, like volunteering or working in journalism.😬
Of course, when I mentioned journalism to my parents, they gave me that classic response: "What could you ever make doing that?" So, I went to law school.
Now, the whole house is breathing down my neck, telling me I "wasted two years" for nothing. They’re openly doubting if I’ll ever go back to school at all.
I told them—and I told myself—that I’m going to take the entrance exams for the Philosophy Department this summer. I'll get my hands on some study guides, practice, and hit the books. I want to major in something like linguistics or maybe psychology or sociology. I want to actually enjoy what I'm studying, rather than suffering through law.
They say they support me, but I can see the skepticism and disappointment in their eyes every single day.
I've decided to sign up with a volunteer organization because they travel a lot and help people, which happens to be my two favorite things in the world.🙂
I've realized that everything I truly want to do doesn't come with a massive paycheck. I'm fine with that since I'm not materialistic, but eventually, you have to pay the bills.
So, I am sooo confused and have no idea what to do next.
I'm worried that even if I get into the Philosophy Department, I might struggle to finish on time. Who can guarantee a job, a decent salary, or actual happiness?
I don't know... every day I keep thinking about how I have until July before things change. I'm terrified that if I land a job, the thought of going back to school will slip away, and heaven forbid, I'll give up on higher education entirely.
To make matters worse, my older sister is a total star at her university. Her grades are perfect; she's just killing it.👍
It’s hard to stomach the idea that I might end up being just another "high school graduate with big dreams."
Maybe this is just a phase—maybe it's the stress of the difficult classes or just the fallout from making such a sudden decision—but I feel ridiculous. Like a parasite.
I'm not looking for advice or comments, even though some helpful input might be nice.😉 I just needed to get this off my chest.🙂
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I enrolled in law school last year. To be honest, I was just chasing the "one day" paycheck. I didn't really stop to think about the sheer amount of studying and grinding required just to reach a salary that, frankly, isn't even that life-changing.
After a year, my transcript was basically a blank slate (except for English, which actually stuck), but I wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet. Right after summer break, I headed straight back to campus to give it everything I had.
By September, I managed to pass the written portions of two exams, but the oral exams absolutely crushed me. That was the turning point; I lost all motivation for this degree. I couldn't face flipping through hundreds of pages of the same textbooks or staring at those same professors again. Every time I tried to start studying, I'd just picture those monsters and quit.
Two weeks ago, I decided to drop out of law school. I’m not someone who quits things easily, but I’ve realized this path isn't worth my mental health.
For the past month, I’ve been totally isolating myself. I haven't been eating much—which is weird because I usually eat five to seven meals a day, though thank God I'm not losing weight—and I haven't been able to sleep.
Deep down, I’ve always wanted to do something meaningful, like volunteering or working in journalism.😬
Of course, when I mentioned journalism to my parents, they gave me that classic response: "What could you ever make doing that?" So, I went to law school.
Now, the whole house is breathing down my neck, telling me I "wasted two years" for nothing. They’re openly doubting if I’ll ever go back to school at all.
I told them—and I told myself—that I’m going to take the entrance exams for the Philosophy Department this summer. I'll get my hands on some study guides, practice, and hit the books. I want to major in something like linguistics or maybe psychology or sociology. I want to actually enjoy what I'm studying, rather than suffering through law.
They say they support me, but I can see the skepticism and disappointment in their eyes every single day.
I've decided to sign up with a volunteer organization because they travel a lot and help people, which happens to be my two favorite things in the world.🙂
I've realized that everything I truly want to do doesn't come with a massive paycheck. I'm fine with that since I'm not materialistic, but eventually, you have to pay the bills.
So, I am sooo confused and have no idea what to do next.
I'm worried that even if I get into the Philosophy Department, I might struggle to finish on time. Who can guarantee a job, a decent salary, or actual happiness?
I don't know... every day I keep thinking about how I have until July before things change. I'm terrified that if I land a job, the thought of going back to school will slip away, and heaven forbid, I'll give up on higher education entirely.
To make matters worse, my older sister is a total star at her university. Her grades are perfect; she's just killing it.👍
It’s hard to stomach the idea that I might end up being just another "high school graduate with big dreams."
Maybe this is just a phase—maybe it's the stress of the difficult classes or just the fallout from making such a sudden decision—but I feel ridiculous. Like a parasite.
I'm not looking for advice or comments, even though some helpful input might be nice.😉 I just needed to get this off my chest.🙂
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