Have you ever been so unable to make a decision, you feel like you may have to beat yourself up?
I already know what my decision is. It’s simple: I want to write. Somehow I got it stuck in my head that I also needed to go back to school, and that I needed to go back to school immediately. There has to be a reason why I keep seesawing between ECE and English. The truth is, as much as I like kids, I don’t really want to teach them badly enough to go to school for another two years. I’d rather be writing. But it would be safer for me to have some kind of stable career while I build my writing career, so I keep pushing myself to do the ECE, which is only an A.S. Then I get caught up in how much I’d love taking literature and writing classes, and how it would help me improve my writing anyway, so I start leaning toward going for my B.A. instead, stable career be damned. Not long after that, I remember that I have no money, and to get my B.A. would mean several more giant student loans to pay off*. I remind myself that ECE is only a two-year degree, so I would be able to go with little or no out of pocket expenses.
And so it goes.
I think going back to school is just not the answer right now. I need to stop listening to the voices — whether my own or otherwise — urging me to go. I need to be honest with myself.
I want to write. So I’m just going to write. I don’t need to go to school to write.
I’m going to keep writing, and I’m going to find another part-time job, and then I’m going to write my ass off until I can call it a job, and then I’m going to keep writing my ass off until I can call it my full-time job.
At the end of the day, the person who has to be happy is me.
I still want to get my B.A. in English. Eventually. It’s just not financially possible right now. I’m lucky if I make $100 a week from my part-time job, and I haven’t made the slightest dent in repaying my student loan throughout the last year… even though I’ve never missed a payment. The interest is killing me, and the thought of piling more debt on top of that just makes me want to throw up. I know it’s “good” debt, but how can anything that stresses you out be good?!
So, I’m going to wait.
And, in the meantime, I’m going to write my ass off.
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*If I went to community college for ECE, chances are the Pell Grant would cover most of the expenses and I wouldn’t have to pay anything out of pocket, ever.