Wrote this article about the time I learned the truth about sex AND Santa in the same night back in 2011 (how time flies!) and had it touched up & republished on Huffington Post today… just in time for the holidays! (*Events contained within are all true and unembellished. Sadly for me.)
There are few things more stressful for a 20-something than making it out of college and into the Real World, only to realize the career you’ve been pursuing isn’t for you. I can personally attest to this fact, having recently made the decision that even though I took the LSAT, spent hundreds of dollars on applications, and years working at law firms, I do *not* in fact want to go to law school to become an attorney.
But this wasn’t the first time I had planned out a career only to have it come crashing down around me, as my mother reminded me during a recent phone call. There was a time in my life I thought I wanted to be “a rainforest-dwelling assassin, hunting poachers in the name of defending the tigers.”
I know, right!?
In recalling that childhood story, I make some realizations about myself and about selecting careers in general, and it’s all here, in my new article for Thought Catalog.