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When I got to college, I had a plan for where I wanted to go.
I’d been an avid science fiction fan all through high school. During my senior year of high, I read Stephen Hawking’s A Brief History of Time, and I just knew I wanted to have a career in astrophysics. But soon, I realized how many science and math classes I would need to take and I lost steam.
So, I started to change majors every few months.
Even after trying English, Finance, Political Science, and Philosophy, I still had absolutely no idea what I wanted to do.
That lack of direction in academics was compounded by other personal issues, which led me to disregard academics and eventually drop out of Florida State University.
After tanking my finances and mental health, I moved back in with my parents.
It took almost a year of staring at the ceiling and feeling like an utter failure before I finally went back to school.
When I finally went back, I was fully committed to academics. I became the same avid reader I had been in high school and started to build some self-esteem.
However, even after graduating, I still had no idea what I wanted to do. But, when I landed a tech sales job, I was committed to working with the same…
